Page 22 of Daddy's Pursuit
“You bet. All the Littles are excited you’re here. So is Athena. Now, come here. sweet girl. I need to check that diaper—though I can already tell it’s wet.” She chuckled.
As if one cue, the already sagging nappy slid another inch down. Iris worried the tapes were going to give way and it was going to fall straight to the floor.
Reaching out, Auntie Caroline gently spun the Little around and pulled the back of the diaper away from her skin so she could check. “A clean but very wet diaper!”
For a moment, Iris was mortified. But that passed quickly. For some reason, this all just felt so right. It was as if she was home and this was the most natural thing in the world.
“Come on, lovie. Take my hand. We’ll get you changed and tidied up in no time. Then you need to eat breakfast. Auntie Athena is downstairs in the kitchen preparing it right now.”
Five minutes later, with a fresh, dry diaper between her legs, Iris found herself sitting on the banquette at the table in the breakfast nook, watching as Auntie Athena and Auntie Caroline finished making breakfast.
The smell of sizzling pancakes and bacon hung in the air, and her stomach growled. It had been a long time since she’d started the day with a meal like that! This almost didn’t seem real. It was truly a dream come true.
“I’m so glad Jack found you last night,” Athena said. “Honey, don’t ever try to sleep on the streets like that again. You have a place right here. Always.”
“Yes, Ma’am,” she said. “I just didn’t want to put you out.”
The Auntie flipped a pancake atop the griddle on the stove and then shot the Little a smile from across the room. “You’re never putting me out. Don’t forget that.” That smile morphed into something sterner. “But if you ever try something as dangerous as sleeping on the streets again, I’ll get my paddle after that cute bottom of yours. Do you understand, little girl?”
Iris gulped. “Yes, Ma’am.”
Carrying a pan of bacon toward the table, Caroline said, “And when she’s finished with you, I’ll be waiting. I have a leather strap that would pair nicely with her paddle. Keep that in mind.”
Iris nodded. “Yes, Ma’am! I don’t want ouchies on my bottom!”
For a faint moment, she was shocked at how easily she’d slid into Little Space. She’d only met Athena yesterday, while she’d known Caroline even less time. But the women just had a way of drawing it out of her. Once again, she found herself reflecting on how perfectly natural this all seemed.
Before anyone could say another word about it, a knock at the door interrupted the conversation. Out of habit, Iris tensed, before remembering this was not like her garage apartment. When someone dropped by there, it was usually a bill collector. Or worse, someone wanting to take advantage of her in some way. That area wasn’t all bad, of course. But it could be rough.
Here, though, she was behind a locked gate. Not to mention Trevon was somewhere around. She wasn’t in any real danger—for once in her life.
From her vantage point in the breakfast nook, she couldn’t see the back door and out the glass panes on the upper half. But a moment later, after Auntie Caroline placed the bacon on the table and then rounded the corner and opened the door, she heard Jack say, “Good morning, ladies.”
A giggle escaped her lips.
Jack Daddy had arrived.
Kicking her legs slightly, she realized just how excited she was. That man drove her all kinds of crazy. But she didn’t want to be too obvious about that! There was no way he’d ever want her ashisLittle. If he was even looking for a Little. A guy that hot probably had women crawling all over him. He wasn’t interested in the poor, skinny girl in tattered clothes.
Well, right now she was wearing a new tee provided by Athena and that bulky diaper. But the idea was still the same: Jack didn’t wanther.
Or did he?
As the morning unfolded, Iris grew more and more confused.
“Good morning. Did you come to arrest one of us?” Athena asked.
Iris heard Jack laugh. “Hardly. I came to check on that sweet Little I dropped off yesterday. I tossed and turned, thinking about her all night. Damn. I can’t get that woman out of my head.”
Iris covered her mouth as she blushed hard.
“Well, FYI, she’s right around the corner there sitting at the table, about to dig into a good breakfast,” Caroline said.
“Oh shit. I wish I would’ve known before I ran my damn mouth off,” Jack said.
Iris just giggled.
“What you should be doing is watching your language!” Athena snapped. “There are Littles around here.”
