The couple agreed and then Carri picked up her bags and Rooker picked her up and they were gone. Once they were alone, Tilly and Lottie stepped into the aisle and tried to figure out how to cover for their sister so she wouldn’t miss out on any sales the next day.
A few minutes later, Carter walked in and suggested they turn the big space into more of a boutique and mix and mingle the critters, the clothes and the candy. It took a few minutesto set it up, but when they finished, it was a totally new and attractive space.
Knowing she was going home with Travis, Lottie handed the SUV keys and her room key to Tilly. Her sister invited Carter to join her at the hotel for the night and a morning buffet. A few minutes later, Lottie was alone and hoping Travis came back from wherever he’d disappeared to.
While she had not been keeping him a secret from her sisters, she also had not openly talked about him, or introduced him. Mainly because she wasn’t sure what was developing between them, and did not want to get her sisters all excited about a new man in her life if he wasn’t going to be there after the weekend.
She was gathering the belongings she needed for the night when he appeared in front of her table with several large bags in his hands.
“Hey, Lottie-love. Are you ready to head out and be Little?”
“So, ready. So, so ready,” she said, walking through the space to join him in the aisle.
“You’ve done something different with the booth.”
“Carri won’t be coming back tomorrow, but we didn’t want her to lose out, so we’re going to try something different tomorrow. Maybe it will help sell the rest of what we have.”
“Sounds like a plan. But for tonight, your assignment is to stop thinking about the convention, the booth, or anything grown-up. If you can trust me, I’ll take care of everything from now until we come back tomorrow morning.”
Lottie thought about it for a few seconds before she nodded and smiled up at her Daddy. “I’d like that. And I do trust you, Daddy.”
“Good. Then let’s go home.”
Travis could tell Lottie was having a hard time shifting her mindset away from overprotective older sister to that of carefree Little. By the time they finished eating the dinner they’d picked up on the way home, he thought he had a solution to the problem she probably could not even acknowledge having.
Before he could start what could be an awkward conversation, Lottie laid her fork down, and folded her hands on top of the table.
“Lottie-love, what’s wrong?”
She lifted her gaze to meet his, her gaze looking sad, which made Travis’s heart hurt. “Would you spank me, Daddy? Please?”
His heart clenched at the tears he saw glistening in her eyes. “Would that help you feel better?”
Lottie nodded as she pushed off of her chair and inched her way around the table toward him. “My tummy feels all yucky and in the past when I felt like this I would go to the club and get a spanking and feel better. I was hoping it would work to help me feel better and maybe help me get into a Little headspace and get rid of all the shit filling up my brain.”
“Watch your language, little girl,” Travis ordered as he pushed his chair back from the table and pulled her to stand between his widespread legs, “Or you’ll be earning a real punishment instead of just help shifting your mindset.”
“Yes, Sir. Sorry, Daddy.”
Travis was impressed she was immediately contrite. “All right then. If you’re ready, strip down and come lay yourself over my lap.”
“Strip down? Naked?”
A squeak escaped as her hands went to the front of her shirt, proving she was on the verge of Little space. She just needed a push to fall into it fully.
“Yes, naked. Like most Daddies, I prefer to give spankings on the bare bottom. And since I’ll be giving you a bath afterward, you might as well get naked now. Saves time and energy later.”
Travis had to fight back a grin as Lottie considered his words for a moment.
“Can I hold Molly Moo while you spank me?” she asked, sounding more and more Little by the minute.
“I think that’s an excellent idea,” Travis said. “Why don’t you go get Molly Moo while I deal with the dishes. You can also strip down before you come back to the kitchen for your spanking. Okay?”
“Yes, Daddy,” Lottie said before hurrying out of the kitchen.
He’d nearly finished rinsing and loading the dishes into the dishwasher when she eased back into the room, naked and hugging her stuffie to her chest.
She inched her way to the chair he’d been sitting on earlier and stood shifting her weight back and forth from one foot to the other.
