Page 37 of Their Perfect Daddy

Daddy:

You don’t have to preface a question but go ahead. I’m happy to answer.

Princess:

I’m not so sure you’ll feel that way in a minute.

Daddy:

We won’t know until you tell me what you’re thinking.

Princess:

*attaches link*

Princess:

Is this you? The tattoos match and everything. But I didn’t want to assume just because I prefer it to be true.

Daddy:

I see.

I stare at the screen, willing him to say something else. Anything.

When the message alert goes off a few minutes later, I nearly jump out of my skin.

Daddy:

It is me. I didn’t realize you were one of my followers. Is it weird for you to know it’s me?

Princess:

Absolutely not! I love it. Your hands have always been a weakness of mine. I’ve watched too many of your videos on repeat.

Daddy:

Well that’s good to know. We might have to set up a live experience for you soon now that you know.

Princess:

Yes, please! I’m all for it. I can even wear some of the new lingerie I bought with the gift cards Monty gave me.

Daddy:

You sure can. We haven’t done a fashion show for those yet, either.

Princess:

Ohhhh. Great idea, Daddy. Sexy lingerie private fashion show + sexy hands doing naughty things = a really good time. I’ve always wanted to subscribe to your VIP group. Now I get the real deal in person.

Daddy:

As soon as our schedules line up, we’ll make it happen. You have all the VIP access you want.

I give a silent scream and a happy wiggle at his reply. There’s not an ounce of hesitation in his words. It reassures me to know he’s being honest with me. He didn’t try to hide anything from me, nor did he redirect the conversation to avoid things entirely.

That Daddy of mine is a keeper.

---