Total pages in book: 34
Estimated words: 30747 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 154(@200wpm)___ 123(@250wpm)___ 102(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 30747 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 154(@200wpm)___ 123(@250wpm)___ 102(@300wpm)
“I know that Joey and Ian taught you a lot about Daddies and littles today,” I began, and Andy nodded with a tiny grin. “How do you feel about it?”
“I feel…” he paused and scrunched his forehead as he thought. “I feel like the world finally makes sense; like I found the part of myself I’ve been missing all of this time.”
I squeezed his hand. “I understand what you mean. When I was younger, I knew I always wanted to be a caretaker. At first, I thought it would be centered around healthcare, but soon I realized that I needed more. Of course, in those years, this type of lifestyle was unheard of, and then taboo. But as I grew older and the world changed, I discovered that there was an entire community of people just like me; there were other Daddies who wanted to care for their boys. I felt seen, understood, and most importantly, not alone.”
Andy’s eyes were full of wonder and longing when he whispered, “I knew you were a Daddy,” but I was unsure if he was talking to me or to himself.
Wanting to push forward and learn his desires, I said, “I know you had a great time playing with Joey today. What other things are you interested in trying?”
Once again he was quiet for a minute while he collected his thoughts. I respected how pensive Andy was, and would never rush him; I had all the time in the world to give to him. “Joey mentioned that some boys wear diapers, but I’m not sure that I’d like to use them.”
“Not all boys use their diapers,” I replied. “Some just like the soft feel against their skin, but they still use the potty. Others like to wear padded underwear or briefs printed in fun colors.” I looked at him from the corner of my eye and added, “Some like to wear pretty panties.” Andy’s face lit up and my sensitive hearing caught the uptick in his pulse. My sweet boy was definitely interested in them.
“I liked drinking with the crazy straw tonight,” Andy added. “It was nice to have something special.”
“Would you ever like to try a bottle or a sippy cup?”
His cheeks blushed when he answered, “Maybe. But I really liked the straws.”
“Thank you for telling me.” My shy boy was being very brave. “I’m proud of you.”
“Really?”
I brushed my thumb across his knuckles and said without a doubt, “Really.”
“Thank you.” He stared at our interlocked fingers and sighed before adding, “I’m very happy you’re my friend.”
The word sat like a rock in my stomach as I pulled into the parking lot of Andy’s apartment building. I put the car in park and shifted in my seat so that I faced him.
“I’m happy that we met and it’s my honor to get to know you, but I have to be honest; I’m not interested in just friendship with you.”
His face melted into a distraught expression. “I don’t understand; did I do something wrong?”
“No, no, sweet duckling.” I moved my free hand onto his round, scruffy cheek and looked into his eyes. “I don’t just want your friendship. I want so much more; to be your partner, your provider…and your Daddy. I know it’s sudden, but I can’t wait to start our wonderful life together. Will you be mine?”
“It’s everything I want,” he replied, and my heart soared. But why did he look so sad? “But…I can’t.”
I didn’t understand. Andy was my fated one; my true love for all time. Was he scared? Confused? I took a deep breath and used every ounce of composure to ask calmly, “What’s wrong?”
“Joey told me about vampire mates,” he replied, and my bewilderment deepened. If he knew about our bond and felt our connection, why was he rejecting me? What could I do? “As much as I like you, I can’t be with you when I know that your mate is out there somewhere. I want you to be happy with your special boy, even if it can’t be me.”
“Oh, sweet Andy.” I was both relieved by the misunderstanding and touched by his selflessness. “I didn’t know you knew about fated mates. I was afraid if I told you, it might be too much for one day. But the truth is - you are my special boy. From the moment I saw you in the clinic with Joey, I knew that you were mine.”
“You did?” Andy asked with eyes as wide as saucers. “How?”
“I caught your scent and my soul felt your presence; it recognized you, and my heart instantly fell for you. I’ve been waiting for you for so long. I’m blessed to finally have my other half.”
Andy’s hand trembled in mine. “I don’t know what to say.”
“I hope you’ll say yes.” Even though we were bound to be together for all time, I would never push for his consent. He had free will and a right to choose; I just prayed he chose me.