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She sipped on a hot chocolate that Anson had made her. It was a bit too sweet, but she wasn’t going to tell him that.
It was early afternoon and he’d done nothing but fuss over her all day. She couldn’t believe how well he had taken care of her. And she felt kind of terrible, because she wasn’t even ill.
It had just been a bit of a sore throat. Sure, she was tired and croaky, but she really thought she should be helping more. Sitting around doing nothing wasn’t something she was used to.
You could slip into Little headspace. Your Little wouldn’t worry about having Daddy take care of her. Pamper her.
She hadn’t slipped into Little headspace just for fun in, well, ever. She had an ulterior motive, too. Because she wanted to test what sort of Daddy he would be. Whether he really would still want her after taking care of her Little.
With every minute that he took care of her today, she thought that he probably would. But she had to know for sure.
And so did her Little.
Chapter Twenty
“Here you are, baby. I’ve got your medicine and some water.”
“Don’t want yucky medicine.”
He nearly dropped the glass of water in surprise at her reply. He studied her more closely. She now had Lola with her, holding her tight.
The look on her face was almost . . . challenging.
Hmm.
Seemed that she had decided to let her Little out. But she didn’t appear overly happy. Maybe it was a test to see how he would react.
As he kept watching her, she put her thumb in her mouth. Seemed she maybe wasn’t as confident as she was pretending to be.
“Well, unfortunately, you still have to take it.” He moved over so he was standing in front of the sofa. Then he sat next to her. She shifted so she was sitting up. But her thumb remained in her mouth.
He tapped her hand. “Open your mouth.”
Alice shook her head. This was interesting. Alice was usually worried about upsetting him. She didn’t tend to go against his rules. Seemed Little Alice was willing to push back.
Which actually filled him with relief. He didn’t want her to be scared of him. To worry that he might get angry with her for disobeying him.
“Now, we haven’t really had a chance to talk about limits and I wouldn’t normally do it while you were in Little headspace, but seems like we might need to. Unless I can have big Alice back for a moment?”
She shook her head.
“All right. Limits. We’ll stick to basic things as I’m not going to do anything hardcore anyway. Nod if what I say is okay. Spanking with my hand?”
A slow nod.
“Corner time?”
Another nod.
“Lines?”
Yes. Good.
“Let me think. Because I don’t know when I might hit a trigger, you can just say red or tap my hand twice. Okay? If anything upsets you or is too painful or scary. All right?”
But then she slid her thumb from her mouth. “No silent treatment. No calling me stupid or names or humiliating me.”
A flash of anger filled him and he wished he could pull her onto his lap and hold her tight.
