“Like a bee.” I made a buzzing noise and grabbed the yellow and black colors. Vince sat beside me and let me do my thing. When I was finished, I wrote my name at the bottom and tore the page out. “Here you go.”
“Very nice. Looks almost like my car.”
“It’s your car.” I held my hands up over my head. “Put it on your fridge at home. ‘kay?”
“I will.” He folded it into fourths and stuck it in his back pocket. I wondered what he really thought of the picture and of me.
That was a little too scary. “Let’s go dance now, Daddy.”
“Whatever you want.” He stood and grabbed my hand, helping me up, then led me out to the main club. We stopped to get our phones back, then headed out.
The music was loud, and we jumped around together. Whatever he thought about me, he was being a good sport, and I had pulled out the little card for sure. Not only did I drag him to the Little Room, I’d worn Dr. Marten shoes that looked like schoolboy shoes, long shorts with white socks, and another anime shirt. This one had a crazy guy eating ramen. If that outfit didn’t send him running, I didn’t know what would. And apparently, none of this was enough. Not even dancing like alunatic. He was passing the test so far. But I was gun-shy and still expecting the worst.
After a few songs, we got water from the bar and went outside. The club was fun, but the music was too loud to have a real conversation.
“This has been fun. And enlightening.” He pulled me to him, hugging me against his body.
“You talked to Hudson, right?”
“Yep. And Levi. So I have a much better idea about all of this stuff.”
I pulled away to look him in the eye because this was the first moment of truth for us, and I wanted to see his face. “And you’re okay with all this?” I waved at the club.
“I’m okay with whatever you need. I told you I wouldn’t judge, and I’m not.”
Ready for step two? “And…about being a daddy?”
“I admit I’m still working on that, but I’m not saying no. At all.”
“I can live with that.”
He grabbed me and yanked me to him again. “Good. Then would you like to come over to my place?”
My internal little was jumping up and down and cheering, but I had to be cautious. “I don’t know.”
“Nothing will happen if you don’t want it to. I swear, I’m nothing if not a gentleman.”
Vince was going to make me crazy. “I like you but…there are things you don’t know. I probably want more to happen than you can imagine.” He had no clue how kinky I could be. And if he was going to be my daddy…well…
“Come over and tell me about it. If I can give you what you want, I will.” He brushed my bangs out of my eyes. “I told you; I talked to Hudson about what being little means. I think I have anidea about what you’re talking about. But you can help me with it.”
I rolled my eyes. He thought he knew. “I’m a fucking snarky hot mess of a brat. You don’t want me. You just don’t know it yet.”
“Yes, I do. And I don’t see that. Hot mess? Hot, yes. Okay, snarky too but I like that, Joey. And I’m kind of a mess right now, too. I just retired but I have a whole fucking life ahead of me. I’m only thirty-three. Actually, not even. I’ll turn thirty-three the first of next month.”
“Birthday party. Yay!” I danced around like a fool, unable to contain my little.
Vince laughed at my antics. “Tell you what. I’ll let you throw me a party, but I don’t have many people to invite. I’ve only been here a few months. And I don’t have much to do. Well, I do need to work on Sage.”
“What’s that?”
“It’s an LGBTQ Charity I’ve always supported. It’s for older people.”
“Oh. I can help. I mean, I can help promote it with social media and SEO marketing. In fact, I’d love to. Please?” That was the most exciting thing outside of finding my potential daddy that I’d heard all year. That might give me more work exposure as well as help the LGBTQ community. Win-win.
“I’d love that.” He hugged me and nuzzled the top of my head, and that did me in.
“Let’s go back to your place and talk. I mean it.Talk.”
