“They’re good,” I confirmed. My gaze drifted to the living room where there was a half-
assembled project on the coffee table and Legos stacked into piles, sorted by both color and size.
Sammy was meticulous about keeping everything organized.
My palms were sweaty, and I nearly cut off my finger when I tried cutting into my steak. Fuck. I
shouldnotbe this nervous. When I’d been trying to quell Sammy’s fear, I’d been totally cool and
confident in saying William wouldn’t tell me he thought it was too soon for us to go further than we
already had.
And, really, this entire situation was ridiculous. Sam was a grown man. Yes, he’d asked William
for help, but that was when he didn’t know how I’d react to him being trans. Now he knew, and we
were havingzeroissues in that regard.
“That’s part of what I wanted to talk to you about,” I explained before taking another draw off my
beer. I wished I’d pulled out something a bit stronger. I wasn’t a heavy drinker by any stretch, but my
nerves could use a little dulling. “I’d like to take over Sammy’s care. We’ve been getting to know one
another, as I’m sure you’re aware, and things are going very well. As much as I appreciate you
stepping up to help him, I think we’ve reached the point where he trusts me to be the one to take care
of his needs.”
William’s fork clattered against the plate. When I looked up, he was leaning back in his seat, arms
crossed tightly over his chest, and he looked almost pissed.
What.
The.
Fuck.
“Oh, do you now?” He pursed his lips tightly and stared at me.
My stomach flipped and I swallowed hard, suddenly feeling nauseated. He knew something I
didn’t. My mind jumped straight to Sam not being happy, but there had been no signs of that whenever
we were together, and he was a horrible liar. Maybe he felt like I was pushing him too fast? No, if
anything, he complained we were going too slow.
William picked up his bottle of beer, dangling it between two fingers before lifting it to take a sip.
“So, tell me, if things are going well for you and you think you’re ready to be the Daddy he
desperately needs, why is he still sleeping in the office most nights? I’d been hoping that would stop
but, so far, it hasn’t.”
