Page 15 of Their Little Helper

“We’re all going to keep processing and taking small steps. If we run into something that’s an issue, like your Papa wanting to schedule a date before he takes another step, then we talk about it. Communication is very important.” Especially if I was going to get what I wanted.

Pokey made another rude sound that had Harley smiling. Littles had curious senses of humor, so I had to be nice about it andkissed his cheek. It also made Pokey jealous which made me smile, so it was all absolutely perfect.

“We’re going to work on your Daddy’s definition of communication.” Pokey sighed, making Harley snicker. “I’m not sure he understands what that word means.”

Lawyers just had to make everything more complicated than it needed to be.

“If you gave me what I wanted the first time, we wouldn’t have to communicate nearly as much.” He was really making life much more difficult.

“I’ll remember that.” Pokey’s dry response had Harley silently laughing and the way it made his body shake reminded me that I actually had to move to give Pokey the attention he wanted.

“Be right back.” Giving Harley one last kiss on the cheek, I grinned as he blushed. “Oh, how about we go out tomorrow for lunch. Easy first date and then we can do something fun if you’re feeling little and we can do something naughty if you’re feeling big.”

Oh, that blush.

Pokey huffed. “We can do fun things if he’s big too. Everyone likes museums and things like the aquarium.”

Well, the aquarium would be fun.

“We’re going to have to work on your Papa’s definition of fun if I have to relearn what communication means.” I got another happy sound from Harley, but the best part was the way he nodded as I got up.

“Yes…I…” He paused as I stood, taking a breath before he tried again. “Lunch tomorrow sounds good. I’d like…there’s a deli…there’s a deli over by the science museum?”

Ugh.

I was going to have to work on both of them.

But he’d made his Papa happy which would work to my benefit, so I smiled and leaned close to give him one more kiss just to make his Papa nuts.

And if I wiggled my ass, that was just to get a sexy growl from the drama queen.

Harley blushed again but seemed fairly confident in the direction we were taking as he watched me wiggle over to his Papa. Pokey was already in fine form, glaring at me like he wanted to gobble me up. It really was sexy and he was going to have to stop it if he wanted me to behave.

He didn’t.

So I plopped myself down in his lap and smiled at him. “Our date is scheduled and I’m not in Harley’s lap any longer.”

“Fine print, brat. Fine print.” Pokey might’ve still been glaring but he wrapped one arm loosely around my back to make sure I was steady. “Don’t dawdle.”

Because he was worried I’d changed my mind?

“I’m making sure our boy has enough time to safeword. He needs time to work up to that and I’m not close enough for him to touch my shirt.” I shrugged as Pokey rolled his eyes.

“That’s a godawful shirt.” His glare got worse as I traced over his boring light blue button-down. “And you’re still dawdling. Don’t fuck with me.”

Or?

I debated pushing him on that, but he was just Dommy enough at the moment that he’d flip me if I wasn’t careful.

So I was careful.

“But it’s so much fun.” Careful was overrated, but I made up for that with the perfect distraction.

I kissed him.

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HARLEY

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