Page 19 of Their Little House Colter
I sat down at the table where they had big triangular crayons scattered over the surface. “What are we coloring, boys?”
We had fun for a while coloring cartoon animals in unlikely hues, followed by a snack of cookies and orange juice before we retreated to the conversation area to get to know one another, or just to relax.
After we had lemonades in front of us, I looked at Dallas and Colter, seated on either side me, and offered an encouraging smile. “So, how long have you been together?”
They both looked surprised. “We can’t be,” Dallas said. “We are both littles.”
Like they had to tell me.
“You can be together, whether you are littles or not. You could even share a daddy if you chose to.”
“How would that work?” Colter asked.
“Maybe we should try that,” I suggested, “and see how it turns out.”
Chapter Fifteen
Dallas
My insides shook as I showered. Nerves. Not because of the people I was about to go out on a date with but because all three of us were treading on new territory. I wasn’t naive enough to think that we were the first littles to share a daddy, but it was certainly a first for us.
I shut off the water and wrapped a towel around my waist. I’d racked my brain about what to wear and so had Colter, but Ari helped us, telling us what to wear for the restaurant. The place was upscale, but we should wear whatever we had that was best.
He guaranteed we would look great in anything we chose.
Already he was boosting my confidence—making us feel cared for. I swore every time he spoke it was like a caress to my soul.
Colter on the other hand was like the best friend/lover I’d dreamed of. He understood me as a little, as a man, as a friend. There was no one else in the world I would want to share this experience with.
Gods, I wanted this to work out.
“I hope that’s not what you’re wearing.” Colter chuckled, coming into the room. I still had only my towel wrapped around my waist and he was still in lounge pants.
Laughing, I reached for my dresser drawer and pulled out silky boxers. They felt soft against my skin. I hated the ones that were too tight or itchy. Before thinking twice, I dropped my towel and pulled them on.
When I looked at Colter, he was shaking his head, but there was a huge smile on his face. “You are dangerous,” he said,coming over to place a kiss on my mouth. It was chaste, only a peck, but it lit me on fire nonetheless.
“You’re not dressed?” I asked, checking my phone. “Ari is picking us up in a half hour.”
“I took a shower but then kind of froze and came in here to make sure we want to do this.”
I sat on the bed and patted the space beside me. If needed, I could get dressed in five minutes, but if Colter was having second thoughts, that could not wait. The last thing I wanted to do was put him in a situation where he was uncomfortable.
Or worse, to be the third wheel.
“Colter, are you unsure? Do you want to go out with Ari without me? I want whatever is best for you. I hope you know that.”
He took my hand and, though the gesture wasn’t sexual, I melted in place. Holding hands was underrated. “I think that you and I need to have this talk before we go. I want you to be happy too.”
“Thank you. What are you scared of?”
Shrugging, he turned to me. “I’m scared that you or I will want Ari and get along with him better and he will want one of us but not both. That’s my main concern.”
Good point. “I’ve actually thought about that. If he wants you, then I want you to go for it. I will probably be a bit hurt, but we will still be friends, and I will always support you.”
“I feel the same.”
“Good. What else?”
