Series: Paige Michaels
Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 44612 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 223(@200wpm)___ 178(@250wpm)___ 149(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44612 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 223(@200wpm)___ 178(@250wpm)___ 149(@300wpm)
Both of them were panting as he eased out of her and helped her lower onto her side. He kissed her lips. “I’ll be right back. Don’t move, Giggles.”
She couldn’t move if she wanted to.
In fact, she was so tired that she fell asleep before he returned.
Chapter Eighteen
Cameron returned to the room to find his Little girl sound asleep. The poor thing had worn herself out worrying and crying. He grabbed Rexy from where he’d set the dino at the end of the bed when he’d entered, tucked the stuffie in her arms, spooned her from behind, and pulled the covers over them.
He let her sleep for an hour, staring at her the entire time. He was the luckiest man alive to have found his perfect Little girl, but he was doubly lucky that they’d been able to climb this giant hurdle tonight.
He hated to wake her, but she needed to eat, and he’d rather take her back to the house where he could feed her, diaper her, and snuggle her all night in their bed in their home. He would rather wake up tomorrow in an environment where she could continue to be Little, play in her nursery, and let him pamper her.
“Giggles,” he whispered, stroking her arm. “Can you wake up for me, Little girl?”
She moaned and blinked her eyes. “Tired, Daddy.”
“I know, Baby girl, but I’d like to take you home. Do you think you can wake up long enough to let Daddy drive you home?”
“Home…”
“Yes, Giggles. Home.”
She smiled. “You’re my Daddy,” she said, half asleep.
“Yes, I certainly am. If you’re a good girl and let Daddy put some clothes on you and take you home, I promise there will be a reward.”
Her eyes opened wider. “What kind of reward?”
“I was thinking tomorrow we could go to Little Cakes when it opens, buy an entire box of every flavor they have, and spend the weekend in a sugar coma. How does that sound?”
She giggled, but then she grew serious. “I don’t know what any of the other flavors even taste like, Daddy. I’ve only had the Mocha Latte. Why mess with perfection?”
He chuckled. “If you want a box of all the same flavor, that’s fine with me.”
“Could we maybe also go to CC’s one day this weekend? Petting kittens is good for the soul, and I think I could use some kitten therapy.”
He grinned. “That sounds like a great idea.” In fact, maybe now was a good time to pick one out and bring it home. His Little girl deserved to have a kitten of her own. He wouldn’t say anything right now, though. He’d wait and see if the perfect kitten happened to climb into her lap and claim her heart, then he’d spring it on her.
Cameron leaned over and kissed his Little girl soundly before climbing off the bed. He returned to the bathroom and wet a washcloth with warm water. After cleaning her up, Cameron helped her into comfortable clothes. Her cute blushes made his heart happy.
He loved how she lounged against him. Sleepy and assured that he would take good care of her, Aria slowly followed his instructions. Soon, she stood next to him, holding his hand.
“Come on, Giggles. Don’t forget Rexy.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
Leading the sleepy girl out of her apartment, they ran into her concerned neighbor who had obviously been hovering by the door for an extended time to make sure Aria was okay. Cameron thanked her again for the key, and Aria echoed his words to reassure her that she’d done the right thing.
“I’ll understand if you don’t want me to have a key anymore,” her neighbor told Aria.
“I don’t think I’ll be living here for much longer,” Aria said slowly as she glanced up at Cameron.
“Definitely. I want you with me, Aria.”
“Young love,” the woman said with a smile. “Enjoy being together and don’t waste any time.”
Aria nodded and beamed at her. “Thank you for sharing the key.”
Cameron guided her to his SUV and tucked her safely into the passenger seat for the drive home. His Little girl fell asleep almost immediately, lolling in her bucket seat with soft sniffling snores. Can she get any cuter?
At his house, Cameron took a second to text Stephen Lambert. The two men were definitely on a first name basis now. He’d asked Cameron to let him know that Aria was okay. An answering text popped in immediately.
I’m glad Aria is okay. Carol was escorted off the grounds and banned for life.
With that taken care of, Cameron turned his attention back to Aria. He quietly let himself out of the vehicle and circled the car. After opening her door, Cameron reached in to scoop her out of her seat.
“I can walk,” she mumbled.
“Let Daddy take care of you.”
Aria nodded sleepily against him, clutching Rexy to her chest. She was warm and cuddly, stealing a fraction more of his heart with each breath she took. He carried her inside and to her nursery.