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Matthieu was the perfect man for her.
And she never wanted to let him go.
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“Let me guess, we’re watching a horror movie?” Matthieu asked as he walked into the living room with a bowl of popcorn later that night.
She was glad that he’d suggested they spend time with her babies instead of in the playroom. They all seemed far more settled now.
Livvy had managed to find some dog beds and bowls for them. So they all had a place to sleep. Tank didn’t have his cage, which worried her. But at the moment he was curled up with Big B in front of the fire that Matthieu had lit earlier.
But she was a bit sad she hadn’t gotten to spend any time in Little headspace.
Tomorrow, hopefully.
Matthieu still had her phone, but she didn’t feel like asking for it. Maybe she would let him hold onto it for a bit longer.
“Yep!” she said. She’d found a blanket in a cupboard and had that over her lap. Not that it was cold, but she felt more cozy with a blanket.
He set the popcorn on the coffee table and drew the blanket off her before sitting next to her. She tried to settle in next to him, but he shook his head.
“Got to check something first. Stand up.”
Stand up? She glanced down at herself. She was wearing a pair of pajamas with puppies surfing on them. They were so cute and she was grateful to Livvy for choosing them for her.
He helped her stand and then his finger went to the top of the pajama waistband. “What’s under here?”
Under there?
“Um, me?” she said hesitantly, wondering where he was going with them.
“Just you?”
Then she got it. And she winced, because, oops.
“Umm.”
“You got any panties on under there, Bébé?”
“If I say no and that I really have to go to the bathroom . . .”
“I’m going to assume you’re lying and spank you,” he said.
Her bottom couldn’t take that. She could barely sit as it was!
“Then I’m not going to say that,” she said hastily.
“Good plan,” he told her. “I take it you have panties on?”
“Yes.”
“Off they go.”
“All right, I’ll just . . .” She attempted to take a step back but he tightened his hold on her.
“Take them off here.”
There was heat in his gaze and she swallowed heavily. If she was truly uncomfortable, then she could say her safeword.
