“Silly Daddy.”
“Let’s go.” I ushered him to the car, and we drove his GR86 across town to Afterglow.
We ran into Levi and Hudson in the parking lot. The two littles were hugging and jumping up and down. One of them even squealed but I wasn’t sure which one. “Come on, Joey. My friend Danny is already inside. You have to meet him.” He tugged Joey’s arm, trying to hurry across the parking lot.
“I already know Danny. This is going to be fun.” They skipped to the door, but there was still a line, which the two troublemakers were trying to cut.
Hudson chuckled and grabbed Levi’s arm. “Come on, boys. Let’s get in line.”
None of the others standing in line seemed put out by their behavior. Some of them even thought it was cute. There were plenty of men looking like daddies and boys, but I didn’t know if any were actually littles. They waved at our guys as we made our way to the back of the line.
“I hate waiting.” Levi pouted and crossed his arms.
“Behave, Levi.” Hudson scolded him and wrapped him in his arms at the same time. It was good for me to see these guys together.
“Waiting sucks,” Levi complained again.
“I know, but that’s part of life.”
The line was moving pretty quickly, though, and soon enough, we were in the door. Levi waved and yelled, “Skyler!”
Immediately, I could tell that didn’t make Joey happy, so I put my arm around him. He’d told me a little bit about Skyler and his daddy, Crow, and it was easy to see how uncomfortable he was. But it didn’t bother Skyler. “Hey, guys!” He hugged both Levi and Joey.
Joey’s stormy eyes were wide. “Uh, hey, Sky.”
Skyler smiled at me, but then looked at Joey. “It’s good to see you, Joey. Let’s not let stupid shit keep us from being friends. Okay?”
Joey nodded.
Levi jumped on him, grabbing his arm. “Yay! We’re all friends.”
Joey couldn’t help smiling at Levi’s antics, and neither could the rest of us.
Hudson and I went to the bar to get water, while the littles and Skyler went to the dancefloor. They were joined by some other people, whom I mostly knew by face and not necessarily by name. With several bottles of water in hand, we sat at a table near where our littles were.
Braxton came by to say hello, and then we were joined by Larry, Ward Predmore, Drew King, and his partner Justin Rockwell. Justin was entirely too refined to go jumping around like a fool with the others. He wore a collar and leather fetish wear but stuck close beside Drew. I didn’t know their entire story, but I knew Justin was a tattoo artist and had stolenDrew right off the market, breaking the hearts of submissives throughout the club.
As we chatted about our partners, I noticed everyone was drinking water—no alcohol. I raised an eyebrow at that and nudged Hudson. “Is everyone planning on going to the back?”
“Yep. We all have rooms reserved.” He looked at his watch. “I’ve got about thirty minutes. Maybe the kiddos can play in the Littles Room first?”
Reserved rooms. I did not do that. Didn’t know I needed to. Or did we even want that? What would Joey think?
Hudson shook his head and leaned closer. “Any big event—book a room.” He held his water bottle up.
“Guess we’ll just go home after the big ball drop.”
“Unless ya’ll want to watch?” He wiggled his eyes.
Was that something Joey would want? I shook my head. “I don’t think so.”
“Suit yourself.” He took a long drink of water and than waved his hands, getting Levi’s attention and calling him over. Joey followed him off the floor. “Want to go play for a bit?”
“Yes, please.” Levi bounced on the balls of his feet.
Joey clapped his hands. “Can we go?” He looked at me with his big gray puppy eyes that said he wanted something and wasn’t opposed to begging. Well, didn’t that get my head going with all kinds of kinky shit we could do.
“Lead the way.”
