“Okay, maybe he wouldn’t laugh,” I acknowledged her unspoken challenge. “But it would be scary.”
“Want to know how I made my first start-up a success and got funding for my second?” Cam asked, and I knew what was coming. “You never know unless you try.”
Groaning at her logic, I leaned my head to rest on her shoulder. “So you’re saying I should just man up and bring my gifts?”
“Minus the man-up part. That’s toxic BS,” Cam pushed me away and stood up, holding a hand out with my phone.
“Hey, how’d you get that?” I protested, grabbing my phone back to make sure she didn’t send another text without my permission.
“Relax, it was on the floor and I sat on it.” She straightened her cream pantsuit and picked up her wine, “But you’re free now and off next week. No better time than the present.”
Cam left to check on Nacho and I stared at my phone. Opening to my texts, I found the last message Isaac sent me. It was asilly picture of Dezi with her cheeks stuffed full of bananas and Isaac beside her puffing out his cheeks in imitation. I had heart-reacted the image instead of responding because I’d started dwelling on whether my gifts were too much.
Whether or not Isaac planned to get me anything, I had put time and effort into gifts for him, and I should follow through. My love language wasn’t getting gifts, and he more than fulfilled my need for physical touch and words of affirmation.
Time to seize the Daddy, and get off the horse. Or whatever the saying was.
Hey! I got a couple things for Dezi and wanted to drop them off since I don’t know your plans for next week. Can I bring them by tomorrow?
Daddy Isaac
Hi, baby boy. That’s so sweet of you. Do you want to bring them by tonight? You can sleep over if you want
My cock twitched at the idea of another sleepover, and my heart raced at his eagerness to see me sooner.
Sure! I’ll pack a bag and be there in an hour, if that works?
Daddy Isaac
Sounds perfect, see you soon!
Giggling at his use of emojis, which was more my thing, I hopped up to bag the presents and get ready. I’d renamed him as Daddy Isaac in my phone, and now I just needed to ask if he wanted to be my Daddy for real.
Chapter twenty
Isaac
When I was debating if I should message Leo to come over after giving Dezi her bath, he must have sensed I was thinking about him. He’d been over for dinner mid-week, and we were planning to get together over the weekend, but I didn’t want to wait any longer to see the boy.
The fact that Leo was coming over with gifts for Dezi reminded me why I was falling for him.
Plus, the sex was amazing.
After another go at it, I felt like I was getting the hang of giving a blow job, and Leo was more than good at giving head. Maybe it had something to do with knowing how it felt to receive? Either way, I would pay good money to spend days in bed with him.
Every time Leo called me Daddy, it had a very different effect than when Dezi said it. I’d always had a nurturing mindset with partners, but it often felt like part of roleplay and never a good fit full time.
With Leo, I could see more than play time and casual sex. I wanted more than that with him. We needed to date a little longer before I started making long-term plans, because I had my daughter to think about, but she adored the man as much as I did.
Dezi was drifting off when I felt my pocket buzz with Leo’s text that he made it to my building. Slipping out of her room, I shut the door with the new acoustic barrier I’d installed brushing the floor. My room had one too, because I didn’t want my boy to be quiet in bed.
Because I wanted Leo to be my boy, and not only as a nickname.
Opening the front door, I saw him turn the corner, and Leo’s face lit up. Damn, maybe I would start thinking about things like him staying over more, just so he could greet me with that smile every day.
“Hi, Daddy,” Leo tried to wave as he approached, but both his hands were full.
“Hey, baby boy,” I held out a hand to take one of his bags, and wrapped my other arm around his waist as I ushered him inside my place. “How much did you buy for Dezi?”