Not that I’d tried hard to fight it.
“But it changed fairly quickly.” I thought he should’ve been feeling more stressed about that, but Levi always did his own thing. “I liked hanging out with you and I had to keep reminding myself that we hadn’t talked about me actually being your Daddy or anything like that.”
“Let’s remember that I was really pushy and was not making that easy on you.” He couldn’t feel guilty about my being a brat. “I think you did very well with finding a good balance since we hadn’t talked about limits, and I remembered to tell you my safeword.”
His glare came back. “We’re supposed to have the conversation that green means good to gobeforewe start the scene.”
Oops.
“Self-preservation.” He dragged out the word to make his point, but he didn’t get stuck on the ridiculous issue. “So yes, we’re going to use stoplight colors for safewords. But now you need to let me know how you feel about the idea of me being your Daddy.”
He was going to drive me insane.
“Let’s step back and have you explain what that means to you.” When his glare came back, I did my best not to adjust myself. “I don’t want an Olivia-level mess because we both have different understandings about what that means.”
“It means we don’t just go around randomly kissing and dating anyone else, to start with.” His grumbling said he was going to be possessive…and that just made my pants even tighter. “Stop squirming.”
“I can’t.” In for a penny, in for a pound. “Um, the possessive Dom tone is hot.”
He rolled his eyes again but I could see he wanted to smile and was barely holding it back. “Self-preservation, Chipmunk.”
Still not going to promise it.
“Let’s go back to what you think we’re doing. Then I’ll be able to give you limits because if you just want to hang out and be Daddy once in a while to give us both what we need, that’s different than if you want a more serious role and to…to do other stuff.”
And the smirk popped out.
“Other grown-up stuff?” He looked very pleased with himself when I couldn’t help blushing. “Or bubble bath kind of stuff?”
Both.
Definitely both.
“Um, you have to answer my question first.”
Whatever that had been.
What had I asked him?
“I think I’m going to pick the ‘serious role’ option with other stuff thrown in for fun.”
That was what I’d asked him.
Right.
“And with the way you’re squirming, I think you’re fine with that answer, so now, let’s talk about limits and what I’m supposed to say when my Chipmunk asks for his Daddy to change his clothes.”
We really should’ve had more privacy when we’d started this conversation.
“Can I get y’all anything else?”
How much had he heard?
Levi was going to have to stop smirking when he got us into trouble or my mother was definitely going to want to know what we were up to.
Chapter 9
Levi
