"They cut my hours and I have to wear a uniform now, which I can't afford. I don't know how I'm going to make this work. I'm scared, Daddy."
"It's okay, baby. It's all going to be okay."
I want to believe him, but I don't know how it's going to work. I'm barely making ends meet now. With less hours and having to spend money I don't have, there isn't much to look forward to.
"How can I help you, Orion?" Daddy squeezes me closer to him before moving me so I'm straddling his lap. I wrap my arms around him and bury my face into his neck. He lets me sit like that for a minute, calming down. My eyes sting from the tears but my breathing evens out and I can somewhat form my words again. I say my biggest fears, figuring if my Daddy knows everything, he can let me down now and I can go back to figuring out how to live life alone.
"I have to figure out how to afford my life," I say quietly. I sit up and Garrett brushes his hands over my face. "I don't have a lot to begin with, but now they're making uniforms a policy and I can't come back to work until I have the shirts, but we don't get paid until next week and my check is already gone this pay period. And I'm worried about my siblings because I've been seeing them in the same clothes and I don't know if they're eating." I take a deep breath and look at my Daddy. My bestest Daddy. "I'm worried that I'm too much for you now and I don't want to lose someone else I love."
The moment hangs heavy in the car. This close together, I can see the details of Garrett's face. His eyes catch the small amount of light coming in from the coffee shop front. Cade was still in there a few minutes ago. He said he wanted to take his own inventory and see what we can improve.
My breath catches deep in my chest when I realize what I said. I just told him I loved him. It's the truth, but I'm scared of that. I've never loved anyone outside of my family before. Garrett's breathing is even, so he either isn't freaked out about that confession or he's hiding it really well.
"I love you too, Orion." The words hit me hard and a fresh round of tears threaten to fall. Garrett is holding my face in his hands, though. He kisses me. It's sloppy and I'm ruining it with my blubbering, but he doesn't seem to mind. "I love you so much, honey."
"Really?" I can't believe I'm hearing this. My lips are fighting to smile, but I'm still worried.
"Yes, really. Really, really, my silly Boy." He says the words with warmth and happiness. His arms wrap around my waist and we stay like that, hugging. "I promise that you are never going to be too much for me. No matter what you need or how you feel, I'll be right here for you. I'll take care of you. Always. And we'll start with getting you the clothes you need for work because I know you love working here. It's going to be okay."
I believe him. I have to. I love my Daddy so much. The fact that he didn't push me out of the car and leave me standing on the curb to handle it on my own gives me the hope that he means what he says.
"Thank you. For everything, Daddy."
"How about we go home and you can have some Little time before bed and we'll deal with everything tomorrow before the party?"
I swallow the lump in my throat and ask one more thing before we get back in the front seats. "Can I wear one of the diapers tonight?"
We bought them last weekend, but I haven't worn one yet. I want to, though. I've been thinking about them every day. Daddy smiles and nods at me.
"Of course you can," he says. "We'll play and then take a bath, but Daddy will dress you after okay?"
"Okay." It's my turn to nod and we finally break apart to get in the seats.
Garrett holds my hand the entire drive back to his place. I'm not completely over my worries, but I'm calm when we walk inside. Riley greets me with a slobbery kiss and it makes me laugh. He's so much fun. I walk across the living room and open the sliding glass door to let him out. It's my routine now whenever I come over. Garrett comes up behind me, like usual, and wraps his arms around me.
"Are you okay now?" His voice is low and the deep tone sends a shiver down my spine.
"I will be," I say honestly. "They're just changing a lot at once and I'll have to sit down and look at everything."
"Will you let me sit down with you and look?" I turn around in his arms and look at his eyes. He's serious. I'm scared he's going to see everything and decide that it's worse than he thought. "Honey, please, don't worry. This is my job. I've seen and helped people in all situations. I promise that I'm only offering to help, I'm not going to judge you."
I hesitate another moment before slumping my shoulders and letting out a long sigh. "Okay. I can get everything together next week and bring it to you."
"Thank you." He lifts his hand and does his signature move to brush back my hair. It's a simple move, but I love it. "And you'll let me buy you those shirts you need for work?"
I nod again, lost for words at how much he's helping me. "Thank you."
He hugs me to his chest. My arms are trapped between us, but I move them to rest on his hips. I snake one hand under his sweater, feeling skin-on-skin and relaxing a bit more. I run my hand over his muscled stomach, toned abs, and down to the waistband of his jeans. I tilt my head back to look at him as my fingers undo the single button.
His lips part, but he doesn't stop me. He stands still, eyes locked on mine, while I reach my hand into his briefs and wrap around his cock. His cock is hard already, but it's soft against my palm, and warm. I remember the way it felt when he fucked me. When I had him in my mouth.
Neither of us say anything as I pump my hand a few times. His hips start jerking, matching my strokes. He lets out the smallest whimper when I tighten my grip a bit and his foreskin retracts. I look down between us, watching the way his head pops in and out with each movement. The patio light is just bright enough.
"Goddammit," Daddy whispers. He surges forward and takes my mouth with his. I back up until I'm against the glass door and can't move. My own pants are undone and pushed to mid-thigh. The air around us ten seconds ago was chilly, but now all I feel is the warmth shared between our bodies.
"Daddy." The word comes out as a plea more than anything. It's breathy and telling of how close I am already.
"Hold still, Orion." I look down as Daddy takes a half step away from me. I think he's going to sink to his knees, but instead he presses the heads of our cocks together. I suck in a hiss, but watch in amazement as Daddy strokes his cock and mine at the same time. I don't know how this is going to work, but after a couple seconds, his foreskin encases the head of my cock and he holds it there. It's a whole new sensation and my legs are shaking. I can't tear my eyes from it.
