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They groaned, but didn’t argue. Jackson’s mind reeled at the conversation he eased dropped on. There was no way he could bring it up to them now, but he would be talking to Eli about it all.

He was hurt that Destiny had been struggling with this and never said anything, but he also understood how vulnerable this probably made her feel. He tried to push the thoughts from his mind as he settled back on the floor to finish helping put the puzzle together they had all been working on all weekend.

Jackson would have the conversation tonight with Eli and together they would figure out the best way to handle it. No reason for their Little girl to continue to struggle alone with this.

CHAPTER TWENTY

ELI

Dropping off the girls wasn’t easy. It felt like he was leaving two pieces of his heart behind. For once he was ready to be like Jackson and throw responsibility to the wind and ask them to move in.

Eli knew that it was irrational and irresponsible to ask them that, knowing they are just starting out as adults in this big scary world. All he wanted was to wrap them up in snuggles and never let them leave.

After dropping the girls off, Eli stopped and grabbed takeout for dinner before driving them the rest of the way home in silence. He could tell that something was weighing heavy on Jackson’s mind, but he wasn’t going to push, figuring that he too was feeling down about dropping Destiny and Jessa back off to their temporary home.

“So, there’s something we need to talk about.” Jackson said once they were home and sitting at the table to eat. Eli raised an eyebrow at his statement. Maybe this wasn’t just being upset about leaving the girls like he thought.

“Okay? What’s going on?”

“Before you tell me it was wrong to eavesdrop, I know it was. I’m glad that I did though.”

“Who’s conversation were you listening to?”

“Destiny and Jessa’s yesterday afternoon right after lunch.”

“What were they talking about?”

“Destiny told Jessa that she thought that she was broken.”

“Broken? What in the world would bring her to that conclusion?”

Eli didn’t like the sound of where this conversation might be headed. He didn’t like knowing that one of his Littles thought that she was broken.

“She said something about how she didn’t feel the same things that Jessa did when around us. Said that there wasn’t warmth in her knickers.”

“Warmth in her knickers? Like she doesn’t get turned on by us?”

“I guess? I wasn’t really sure if that was exactly what she meant, but I kind of came to the same conclusion as you did.”

Silence fell over them as Eli processed this information. His mind raced with different reasons why she would feel this way, his mind landing on only one.

“What if she falls somewhere on the asexual spectrum?” He said after a moment.

Eli wasn’t very well versed in a lot of LGBTQIA+ community identities. It would be easy to think he would be, him being a bisexual man, but he only knew the basics.

Knowing this about himself, he knew understanding her being asexual wouldn’t be something he would be able to approach alone.

“If she is asexual, how do we best support her?” Jackson replied to Eli.

“I’m not sure we can help without us learning more ourselves. But I know the perfect person who can help.”

“Who?”

“Cleo Reece, she’s the therapist from the club we used to be members of. If I remember correctly she was also the therapist who helped Olivia after her ex-husband attacked and kidnapped her.”

“Oh yeah! I do remember her. If you think it would be a good idea, I would be open to speaking to her about the whole thing and getting her opinion and help.”

“I think she would be a great help. I’ll text her tomorrow and see if we can set up a time to meet.”

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