Page 16 of Tizzy's Little Thanksgiving

Teresa blushed and felt her entire body tingle. She smiled and slid her hands around to cup the seat of her jeans. “Better?”

“Much!” Wren gave her a huge smile.

“There’s only one more thing left,” Georgie said.

“What is that?” Teresa asked, anxious to soak in everything these girls had to share about the wonderful world of Littleness.

“Go find your Daddy, and don’t come back until you do!”

“Wow, who knew bossiness was genetic?” Teresa teased, giving her bestie a final hug before spinning around to do exactly as ordered.

Not wishing to run into Nanny J and explain why she was alone, Teresa decided to take the long way, walking around the lodge.

“Eddie,” she tried and shook her head. If she was going to convince him of her sincerity, she’d have to present herself properly. Clearing her throat, she tried again.

“Daddy…” Nope that definitely wouldn’t do. She’d be foolish to assume it was a title he was even willing to consider. There was a huge difference between doling out a punishment they both knew she deserved and being a Daddy. Rounding the final corner of the building, she stopped at the bottom of the stairs she’d ascended only an hour or so before.

“Come on, Teresa, just breathe,” she lectured herself. “You can do this.” Closing her eyes, she took several deep breaths.

“Sir Eddie…” The moments the words were out of her mouth, she giggled. She could just imagine him looking at her like she’d lost her mind. “Jiminy Cricket. Don’t go all Tizzy now. You’re not asking him to marry you. Just if he might want to try being your Daddy.”

“Yes.”

Teresa’s eyes flew open to find she was no longer alone. Eddie stood at the top of the stairs smiling down at her. “And, just for the record, I rather enjoy when you go all Tizzy.”

“Really?”

Eddie chuckled as he came down the steps to stand in front of her. “Which one are you asking? Do I want to be your Daddy or if I like a bit of Tizziness?”

“Both.”

“Good, because again, yes. I would miss my Tizzy girl and I’d very much like to start working toward being the Daddy Teresa deserves.”

She blinked back tears as she threw her arms around his neck when he reached down to pick her up. He swung her around in a circle that felt so different than the one she’d shared with the other Littles. When he stopped spinning her and set her on her feet, he used a fingertip beneath her chin to tilt her head up so she was looking into eyes the color of the sky above them.

“We have a lot to discuss like expectations, rules, and I’m sure you’ll have a million questions—”

“Just one more,” Teresa interrupted to say. When his eyebrow quirked and didn’t that just make her insides all warm and gooey, she smiled and said, “Will you please finally spank me, Daddy?”

“Yes, little girl, I will.”

He bent to kiss her softly and when he pulled away and took her hand, they ascended the stairs side by side.

Chapter 6

Eddie

Well,that had gone easier and quicker than he’d expected it to. Not that he should be surprised. That was Tizzy’s way: to dive in headfirst. And now he was a Daddy. Tizzy’s Daddy. And he was bound and determined to be the best damn Daddy that ever was. Never mind that he had no actual Daddy experience and only a vague idea of how to be one or what it actually entailed. He was a damn brain surgeon. He could figure it out, right?

He had to; he had no choice. They were standing in his room now, with their luggage between them, and the door to her adjoining room open, though she’d made no move to enter it. She was just standing there staring at him, with wide wondrous eyes, waiting for him to make a move.

Swallowing thickly because he had a lump in his throat, he grabbed her luggage and stepped over the threshold that separated the two rooms. “This is nice, spacious,” he said, before realizing that she hadn’t followed him.

“Tizzy?” He poked his head around the corner.

She was just staring at him, unblinking, her eyes full of questions, her head tilted to the side in a way that seemed to ask, “what happens next?”.

Clearing his throat, he dropped her suitcases and went back to stand in front of her, bracing his hands on her shoulders. “I guess we have a lot to talk about.”

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