Which was dumb. He had no reason to do anything forme. But then his arms tightened around me and it felt like his lips ghosted over my head, and it was probably—it had to be—nothing but wishful thinking, but I swear the last thing I remembered him saying before sleep pulled me under was “yes.”
Followed by a quietly murmured, “I think I would do anything for you, sweetheart.”
Whichcouldn’tbe real.
But it was nice to dream about, all the same.
8
Rene
I’d never wokenup feeling so well rested in my life, and even though I hadn’t stayed in a lot of hotels before—okay, none—when my eyes opened to the sight of the unfamiliar room, there was none of the disorientation I would have expected. The shower was running, so Edward had obviously woken up before me, and my phone was plugged into the charger on the nightstand even though I didn’t remember doing that.
I felt… hopeful. For what, I didn’t know. Maybe just that this weekend would work out after all?
Although, what did that even mean?
“I’m not even sure I knowwhatI’m hoping will happen now,” I whispered to Teddy, even though I’d told him before we ever left Salisbury that I was hoping that coming here and spending time with Daryl would help me find out if I could be a Little… and discover if it would be as relaxing as it sounded like when I read about it online… and get a taste of what it would be like to have a Daddy to care for me, at least for a little while.
But now…
Well, I guess I still wanted all those things, it was just really hard to picture them withDaryl, after spending the night in Edward’s arms. Or, maybe not all night? I only remembered falling asleep on him, not anything that happened after. But somehow, I doubted he’d spent the whole night in my bed without asking me first.
Even though I wouldn’t have minded.
“Shhh,” I said to Teddy, even though I knew for sure he’d keep all my secrets. Still, this one? My face flamed with heat, and my lower parts… also flamed with heat.
It was true, though. I wouldn’t have minded sleeping all night with Edward atall, and now that I knew he was widowed, not married, I didn’t even feel guilty about it.
Oh, right. Except… Daryl.
I sighed, then reached for my phone to see if he’d messaged me. He’d originally told me we’d “hang out” this weekend here at the Cuffd event as long as I found a way to make it here to Asheville, but since he wasn’t staying at the hotel, I wasn’t sure when or where he wanted to do that.
Last night, when I’d called him—
Ugh. I didn’t like thinking about that. I’d known in my gut it was a bad idea, but Sam had seemed sosure. Maybe I should have just told him that Daryl had already said he only wanted to be a Daddy when he was “playing” with a boy.
Daryl had told me he didn’t have time to do it outside of that, and that had been more than clear by his irritated, impatient tone when I’d tried to tell him about last night’s situation with my room. He had said he still wanted to see me, though. At least, as long as I managed to sort out a place to stay.
Should I have messaged him to let him know that I had? Would he care that I’d stayed with another Daddy?
I mean, with Edward?
I chewed on my lip. Maybe I wouldn’t say so unless he asked. He’d said he’d contact me through the Cuffd app today to see if I was still in town, but when I woke my phone up, there weren’t any notifications from the Cuffd app. But therewere… oh.
Oops.
There were alotof unread messages from Sam.
I grinned before I could help it, a little flutter of happiness going through me even though the messages were full of tons of exclamation points and funny threats and were really, really not happy with me by the end.
I couldn’t believe he’d been so persistent, though. I’d never had a friend like that.
I’m not dismembered, I texted back real quick.I just woke up.
OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!he sent back right away.I’m coming up.
My eyes widened. I wasn’t even dressed. I wasn’tanything.Can I shower first?
