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I’d never been with anyone sexually before. Really, I’d only ever kissed one person and that had been years ago in high school. I’d wasted so much time trying to be what everyone else wanted me to be—a good girl, an easy foster kid, an honor student—that I’d never really lived. I wondered if I would get to experience all of the things I’d missed after all, maybe I could experience them with Bash.

“You’re thinking very hard for a Little girl,” Bash said. “Your face is all frowny and squished up. Like Blade’s when Eloise does something dangerous.”

I jumped when he spoke, not realizing he was awake. His words were true; Blade always had a frowny face.

Giggling, I shook my head to clear it. “Good morning.”

“Morning, Allybaby. Are you okay?”

I nodded. “Just thinking.”

He rolled toward me and pulled me closer. His scent surrounded me and I breathed it in. It was a new smell for me, but it already felt comforting.

“Do you want to talk about what’s on your mind?”

“I was just thinking about how I’ve been trying to earn my keep in relationships.”

“Yeah?”

I nodded before turning into his chest.

His large hands stroked through my hair.

“What have you been thinking?”

“That I need to stop trying to earn love. I’m deserving of it and my real friends will love me for who I am.”

His hands tugged my hair back and forced me to look up at him. “I am so fucking proud of you. It takes a lot to realize that and even more to act on it, Allybaby.”

I wasn’t used to praise, so embarrassment pricked my cheeks and I tried to bury my head back in his chest, but he wouldn’t let me.

“Look at me, Allybaby.”

I obeyed and was rewarded with a gleaming smile.

“So fucking proud of you.”

His praise made my heart happy and my pussy wet. Both were newer feelings and I felt like I was about to experience them a whole lot more over the next couple of days. I’d never really felt sexual attraction before, but judging by the heavy weight of my nipples and squirmy feeling in my tummy, I was pretty sure that’s what I was experiencing.

“Oh, how I would pay my last dollar to know what you’re blushing about right now,” Bash said with a chuckle. His voice was still kinda scratchy from sleep and it made it so much more appealing.

I shoved my head back into his neck and he laughed, like he knew I’d been thinking sexy thoughts about him.

“Maybe you’ll tell me later?” he teased.

“Yeah, maybe later,” I lied.

Chapter Five

Bash

I flipped the toast over in the pan and smiled to myself. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d made breakfast. Having Allyson sit at the bar, watching, felt almost normal. She was still wearing my shirt and a pair of boxers we’d had to roll about four times to get them to stay up, but she was still the prettiest Little girl I’d ever seen. I had a strange yearning in my heart to make this a permanent part of our life.

“Do you want Sprite or some juice?” I asked her.

“Juice, please.”

“Do you think your tummy could handle it?”

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