Page 33 of Just A Little Love

“Well, I’ve got four minutes and 45 seconds to help. What’s up?” He glanced at his screen to confirm the timer.

I pushed out a ridiculous, over-dramatic sigh and mumbled against his mouth, “I need to go to the bathroom, and I don’t know what to change into. A grown-ass man with a potty problem doesn’t seem that cool. Even though it's not, this feels like a big problem, and I want my Daddy to fix it.”

Daddy worked to hide his smirk, but I saw it, making me sulk more. I was being absurd, but I couldn’t force myself to adult my way out of this.

“Answer this for me, Bunny. Do you like how you feel in diapers? What does your gut tell you?”

I only hesitated a brief second before I nodded yes.

“Come with me, and we’ll get you sorted out.” Daddy pushed me back, stood up, and grabbed my hand as he pulled me out of the room and back down the hallway toward his bedroom. He led me into the bathroom in his room. “Hurry and use the bathroom. I’ll get your clothes together.”

I hurried to handle my morning business, including brushing my teeth because gross that Daddy had kissed me, even with a closed mouth, without me having done it first. When I exited the bathroom with the T-shirt on, Daddy was standing next to the bed with some clothes for me. He gestured towards the bed andnodded for me to lie down. We repeated yesterday’s process of raising my hips while he adjusted the snaps on the diaper. After he snapped it, Daddy pulled me to sit and helped me remove my sleep shirt. He replaced it with a slightly smaller shirt embossed with a lumber logo. Lastly, Daddy pulled me to my feet and bent down to help me step into the sweats he cinched at the waist and tied for me. I loved the fact Daddy would dress me in his clothes. It made my insides ooey-gooey.

“Do you need to work this morning?” Daddy asked as he finished tying my pants.

“Yeah, actually, I do.” He probably asked as a hint for me to go home, and the thought of leaving Daddy left me feeling sad and lonely. I loved my house, but it felt lonely when I wandered through the giant place all on my own.

“Can you access what you need on your Google Drive or the Cloud?” At my confirmation nod, Daddy’s face broke into a lopsided grin that made those damn butterflies return to my tummy with a vengeance. “Let’s get you set up in my office.” Daddy entwined our fingers and returned to his office. He double-checked his timer and saw he’d run down the clock. He reset the timer for another five minutes. After I returned to my original spot on his couch, he handed me a laptop before I situated the blanket around me.

“Is there a password to log on?” I asked.

“Ha! Now it's my turn to be embarrassed. The password isFrankLloydWrightis1stalways.”

Given that Daddy was an architect, the password made sense and was super cute. But seeing him blush when caught fanboying? Priceless.

“Sit tight, Baby Bunny, and I’ll get you some coffee.” Daddy strode out of the room and walked with such purpose, I got excited to watch him go. When he returned in a few minutes, he had a cup of coffee and a bagel with cream cheese. When Daddy got closer and after he’d set it safely on the table, I grabbed him to pull him down to me so I could give him a proper kiss.

“Good morning, Daddy. Thank you for taking care of me.” Daddy’s smile was warm and went straight to my dick.

“You’re welcome, baby.” He returned to his desk and restarted his meeting. I focused on my own materials and grading, so I only listened to him with half an ear until I heard London mentioned. After that, I started eavesdropping. From what I could gather, they wanted him to return to London for more design work. Daddy was leaving sooner rather than later. Our deal was temporary, but hearing it confirmed yet again was a punch to the gut. It was easy to forget while I sat under a blanket and wearing a damn diaper. As if on cue, my phone the Daddy left on the side table pinged.

BFF: RU alive?

Rory: Yes because why wouldn’t I be?

BFF: You're into some kinky shit lately, so

Rory: Is everything ok? It’s not *that* kinky.

BFF: 1st RU serious???? 2nd I miss your face.

Rory: Yes, and I miss your face too.

BFF: Wanna meet for brunch or do you have plans with your non-BF Daddy?

Rory: Not sure, I stayed over last night and he’s in a meeting. I’m working on his sofa. How do I ask if he’s sick of me?

BFF: Bring him. I wanna meet the guy who has you cum drunk.

Rory: I’m not cum drunk. I’m not regular drunk, either.

BFF: Whatev. Meet me at 11?

Rory: K. I’ll let you know if GABE is coming too but you have to promise not to call him Daddy.

Anders: Promise

The meeting sounded like it was close to wrapping up. I forced myself to focus on my last few grading papers. As the bootcamp wrapped up, my students’ papers were longer and more complex. My teacher's heart was happy to see their level of improvement. As usual, the couple of students who never showed up for class wouldn’t like their scores, but overall, I was pleased with how well my students had done. It was only a short break before the Spring term. “Hey, you, I’m done.” I jolted out of my daydreaming when Daddy spoke from behind his desk.

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