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“You have a safety net now.”I give her knee a brief squeeze.“Bash and I won’t let anything bad happen to you.Hell, we’d pay off whatever debts you have if you’d let us.”
She opens her mouth to protest.
“I know you don’t want that,” I’m quick to say.“But to us, it’s just money, and we hate to see you struggling.We’ll offer from time to time, and maybe one day you’ll allow us to take care of you in that way.When you’re ready.”
Sighing, she leans her head on my shoulder.“We’ll see.”
Damn right, we’ll see.I can’t wait until she allows us to help her.
We arrive at Angeli’s, the best lingerie boutique in San Esteban and, if reviews are to believed, the best in Southern California.Ella stops short at the door and gives me a reluctant smile.“We’re going to have to come back some other time,” she says.“They’re closed for a private shopping event.”
Grinning, I take her hand and knock on the door.
“Weare the private shopping event?”Ella squeaks.
“That’s right, little girl.”
A black-haired salesperson unlocks the door and lets us into the shop.Inside Angeli’s, there’s a second salesperson waiting for us.A tray with chilling champagne and orange juice, along with two glasses, sits next to a tower of cakes and cookies.Ella’s eyes are wide as she takes everything in.Glass cases show off lingerie sets, and stately mannequins model silky, lace-trimmed pajamas.Walls with inset racks display bras and panties in muted and bright shades, both.
“You must be Ella.I’m Vai, and this is Hattie,” the dark-haired assistant says, smiling kindly at Ella.“We’re here to help you out this morning.”
“Thank you,” Ella says.
Vai gestures her toward an area at the back of the shop.“Let’s get you fitted.”
“Oh, sure.”Ella flashes me a quick grin before the assistants hustle her toward the changing area.
The changing area is set up so that Ella has a stall to dress in, adjacent to a private sitting area.I make myself comfortable on a sofa that looks barely capable of holding my weight.Luckily, it’s sturdier than it looks.
Vai returns from the dressing room.“She says all she wants is a bra and panty set.”
“She’s getting more than that,” I say.“This is her birthday gift.I’m spoiling her.Take her several bra and panty sets to try, as well as nightgowns, pajamas, anything else.”
“Yes, sir,” Vai says.
“Oh,” I add quietly, “and can you remove the price tags?”
Her eyebrows rise up on her forehead.
“She’ll balk if she sees the cost,” I explain.“I just want her to enjoy the gift without worrying.”
“Understood.We can do that for you, of course.”
Once Vai and Hattie have brought in several outfits for Ella to try, they step out of the sitting room to give us some privacy.
“Are you expecting to see me in all of these things?”Ella calls from the dressing room.
“Only if you want to show me,” I say.“This trip is for you, little girl.Whatever you’re comfortable with.”
Because eventually, I hope to see her in everything that she likes.Doesn’t matter if it’s now, or tomorrow, or a week or month away.The whole point is thatshelikes the lingerie and feels sexy and beautiful and confident.
She steps out of the stall a moment later wearing a cotton candy-pink shorts and cami set.The fabric looks silky and soft, and the lace-trimmed edges are girly and cute.
“What do you think, Daddy?”she asks, looking at me from underneath her eyelashes.
My cock hardens.“I think if we were at my place right now, I’d be yanking down those shorts and spanking you because it should be illegal how cute you look in those pajamas.”
“So you’d spank me for looking cute?”
