Sabastian turned on the TV, picking something to watch. I didn’t need to watch a screen when I had his arms around me.
“I haven’t seen this movie in a while,” he mused. While the opening credits began to roll, he pulled a blanket up over us, and if possible, pulled me closer to his chest.
I wasn’t sure I could get any closer, though. I sat across his lap, leaning against his chest. The pacifier laid not too far away on the bed, within his reach.
Tomorrow, I told myself, I wouldn’t be so clingy. Having this type of touch was new; something I didn’t want to give up again, either. But I would have to.
I sighed, relaxing against him, blinking tiredly. I could so easily fall asleep right here in his hold, and I most likely would. But for now, I didn’t want to sleep. I wanted to put it off for as long as I could. Although, I highly doubted that’d be too much longer.
“Tomorrow, I have to be out of the house. But as long as you can be a good boy, I won’t chain you up.”
“I can be good,” I yawned.
“I know you will be.” He pressed a kiss to the top of my head. “The books on that shelf are still off-limits. As is anything that is locked.”
I nodded.
“So, if there happens to be any stray books that should be on that shelf, I hope they magically appear there tomorrow while I’m out.”
My eyes widen. But the words were out before I could stop them. “I don’t have any books.” Which, technically, was true.
“Hmm,” he hummed, most likely seeing right through my lie. “I didn’t notice any missing, but I am also not entirely sure what books I do have. A lot of them have been given as gifts as jokes from friends.”
Then why’d he keep them?It wasn’t my place to ask.
“When I’m out tomorrow, I’ll pick you up some books that you can read. And some other things.”
I didn’t need anything, though. I had enough clothes, a bed, and food.
“I have another question,” Sabastian said as I just started to doze off, and I made some sort of unhappy noise at the back of my throat. “Do you like wearing skirts? I’ll happily get you something else. Don’t give me the answer you think I want,” he reminded me.
I huffed. “Don’t care.” I really didn’t. I’d wear whatever he bought. I’d put on whatever he wanted. I’d beprettyif he wanted me to be.
“So, if I wanted you to wear a silky nightgown to bed, would you?”
Uh….yeah. I nodded slowly. I did have to wonder what the material would feel like against my skin.
“What if I wanted you to wear a sweater and sweatpants, and three pairs of socks?”
I huffed a breath. “I’d wear it. Just…I’ve never had socks.” At least, not ones that hadn’t been filled with holes.
“Oh, little one,” Sabastian sighed, pressing another kiss to the top of my head. “Just because something is bought for you doesn’t mean you have to like it. Especially not something that isn’t comfortable. I want you to be comfortable here, so please, wear what you want. Just…don’t go around naked.”
“I won’t,” I muttered, happy to know that that option was off the table.
“One more,” he spoke, which caused me to huff out a breath. What was with all the questions tonight? His body moved as he laughed, most likely hearing my thoughts. “Can you give me a chance to help you grow into a person you should have been all along?”
I was beyond help. “I don’t know.” I finally answered. How would he possiblyhelpme? I was nothing to this world. I’d die as nothing, too.
“I guess I couldn’t expect anything different. I, after all, need to earn your trust.”
Chapter 23
Oakley
The next few days, things seemed to settle for the most part.
Sabastian left me unchained, and that would continue as long as I didn’t trysomething stupid,his words, not mine. I wasn’t sure what would count as stupid to him, but so far nothing I had done fell into that category. Since I still got to roam freely inside the house.
