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When she nodded, he grabbed a spoon in the first bowl that had bacon in it. Scooping a big spoonful, he set it in the bowl and pressed it against the side. He then added scoops from two other kinds, making sure they did not touch one another.
Setting her bowl in front of her, he did the same for his bowl, only he wasn’t as careful with the different foods not touching.
Once his bowl was filled, he lifted his spoon and said, “Here’s to a great photo shoot that will sell many, many pictures.”
Lacy giggled as she tapped her spoon against his. “To many, many sales.”
Chapter 16
“Thank you, Daddy,” Lacy said as she checked on the box her new polar bear friend rode in. Drake carried the bag with her new coloring books, crayons, and bracelet- making kit. “But I could have paid for it myself.”
“I may not be one of those billionaires like in the books that are so popular right now, but I’m not so poor that I can’t buy my Little girl a few new toys. What are you going to name your new friend?”
Lacy thought about it for a short minute before saying, “Snowball. Her name is Snowball.”
“That’s a very good name for a polar bear,” Drake said as he pushed open the door and they walked out into the parking lot.
Lacy was so happy she wanted to skip to the car, but did not want to embarrass Drake with such childish behavior.
“What are you thinking, Lacy-girl?”
“I wanted to skip, but don’t want to have anyone staring at us,” she admitted softly.
Drake frowned at her. “We’re only in town for another couple days and frankly, I don’t give a tinker’s damn what anyone else thinks. If you want to skip, do it. Maybe I’ll skip with you, if I can remember how.”
Lacy thought over his words for a few seconds. He was right. Life was too short and she shouldn’t have to corral her Little side at times like this. Maybe seeing her be happy would put a smile on someone else’s face.
Pulling her hand from Drake’s hold, she began skipping. Releasing her Little side felt so good that she began to giggle. Glancing over her shoulder, she saw Drake was smiling indulgently though he had stopped walking.
“Skip, Daddy.”
Lacy turned and skipped back to where Drake stood, then danced around him. Taking his hand, she pulled. “Come on, Daddy, skip.”
“I’m not sure I know how,” he admitted with a rueful smile.
“It’s simple. Just do what I do,” she said.
She giggled as he tried, but was unable to master the fine art of skipping. After several tries, she stopped and began walking beside him again. “You’re not a very good skipper, Daddy.”
“No, I’m not. Maybe skipping is a Little skill, not a Daddy skill.”
“Hmmm, that may be,” she agreed with another giggle.
“Have you ever made out in the back seat of a car?” Drake asked as they approached the vehicle.
Lacy frowned at him, trying to figure out what he was thinking. “Not since high school. Why?”
Drake smiled down at her and she could see evil, sexy intent in his gaze. “I was thinking maybe we could break in your back seat with a little sexy playtime before we returned to the hotel.”
Lacy returned his smile and nodded. “Yes, please. I like that idea.”
Drake hit the button on the fob, which unlocked all the doors. Leading her to the back door, he opened it wide and then gave her a sweep of a hand with a half bow. “Climb in, Lacy-girl.”
Lacy scrambled into the backseat then scooted over to make room for him to follow her. Looking at the box in her lap and the bag he carried, she asked, “What do we do with these?”
Drake lifted the bag over the back seat and dropped it into the trunk compartment. He then did the same with the box containing her new friend.
“We’ll get them out when we get back to the hotel,” he said before reaching for her.
