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Baran took a sip of his drink, feeling a sense of anticipation for the future. “I’m really looking forward to it. And it’s amazing to think about all the people I’ll get to know. It makes everything feel so much more exciting.”
Darien smiled. “You’re going to thrive, Baran. Just be yourself and take every opportunity that comes your way.”
Baran leaned in closer, feeling a rush of affection for Daddy Darien. “And speaking of opportunities, I’ve been thinking aboutour Hawaii vacation. I’ve always wanted to see the beaches and try surfing.”
Daddy Darien’s face lit up with excitement. “Hawaii is incredible. The beaches are beautiful, and there’s so much to do. We can go snorkeling, hiking, and of course, surfing. It’ll be the perfect getaway.”
Baran’s eyes sparkled with enthusiasm. “It’ll be our first big trip together, and it sounds like it’ll be unforgettable.”
As they continued to chat about their upcoming vacation, the energy of the club buzzed around them, adding to the sense of adventure and possibility. Baran felt a profound sense of happiness and excitement. Knowing Daddy Darien was by his side, the future was filled with endless opportunities and shared dreams.
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Baran
Baran and Daddy Darienstepped into the cozy warmth of Miss Charlotte’s kitchen, the savory aroma of roasted chicken and herbs wrapping around him like a welcoming hug. She stood by the stove, her gray hair trimmed short, humming a tune he didn’t recognize.
“Sit down, boys,” she said, motioning to the small round table already set with a red Christmas tablecloth and a flickering candle. “Dinner’s almost ready.”
Daddy Darien and Baran slid into their usual chairs, both stretching their legs beneath the table, then playing footsie.
“You didn’t have to go all out, Miss Charlotte,” Daddy Darien said.
“Oh, nonsense. Growing boys like you two need a proper meal. And I know you’ve got plans tonight. You’ll need your energy,” she teased, turning with a smile and setting the steaming platter in front of them.
Baran fiddled with the edge of his napkin. “Darien’s just taking me out dancing.”
“Mm-hmm,” Miss Charlotte replied, settling into her chair across from Daddy Darien. “You two deserve a night of fun. Working at the shelter all day—you’re both too young to be this serious.”
“It’s not so bad,” Baran said, scooping a bite of buttery mashed potatoes onto his fork. “Besides, it’s nice knowing we’re helping people. I want to be just like Darien.”
“Miss Archer called and asked me if I would talk to you about hiring her back. She’s really sorry.”
“I can’t take her back. She was meddling in my business and mistreated Baran, so there’s no way. I’d already been thinking about it before Baran was involved anyway.”
“I figured you would say that and you’re right, she was all over your personal life.”
“It’s too bad because she did her job well,” Darien added.
“You didn’t have to fire on my account,” Baran interjected.
“She was a problem before you,” Daddy Darien said.
Miss Charlotte nodded in agreement with Daddy Darien, her gaze softening. “A little dancing might do wonders for both of you.”
“This will be our first dance,” Daddy Darien said.
Baran chuckled, shaking his head. “I can’t wait.”
“Then I want you two to have a special evening.”
Daddy Darian grinned, cheeks warm from her words and the cozy atmosphere. “We will.”
After they finished the delicious dinner, they showered together and changed into fresh clothes.
“You look so hot tonight,” Daddy Darien said.
“So do you.” Baran felt his face warming.
