“Of course, Danny!” Shoving up from the bed, she paced the small room, her movements jerky and agitated. “You’re mybest friend. What if we go down that road and it doesn’t work out? What if we end up hating each other? What if we ruin everything because of one stupid moment?”
“One moment?” He rose to meet her, wrapping his hands around her upper arms. “Ky… It’s been a lot more than just one moment for me.”
Staring up at him with those wide, brown eyes, she looked so damn hopeful he could hardly stand it. “Really?”
“Yeah. I just always figured… you know. It wouldn’t work. You want a Daddy and I’m not a Daddy.”
Amusement flickered over her face. “Coulda fooled me last night.”
The memory of her beneath him, warm and willing and with that hint of delicious fear had his cock straining against the stiff denim of his jeans. “That’s not the same thing, Ky, and you know it.”
Her eyes darted from side to side and he could swear he saw the wheels turning in her brilliant mind. “If it weren’t for that, would you want to be with me?”
“Kylie, I want you more than anything. But?—”
“But you’re not a Daddy. And I’m not a Mommy.”
Heat rushed to his cheeks. Kylie was the only person he’d ever told about his secret desire for a strict Mommy with a penchant for spankings. “Right.”
“So really, what we need, is someone who can fill that role for both of us. Someone we’re both attracted to.”
“What are you talking about, Kylie?”
“It’s the perfect solution, really.” Pulling away from him, she resumed her pacing, but she didn’t seem agitated now. More thoughtful, than anything. “After all, if a Little can have two Daddies then why couldn’t a Mommy have two Littles?”
The puzzle pieces slowly clicked into place. “You want us to share a Mommy.”
“Yes.” Kylie’s nose crinkled. “Well, I’m not a fan of the term sharing. It makes her sound like a piece of pie we decided to split. I want us to both have a relationship with her, yes, and also with each other.”
“Uh-huh. So where do you suppose we find this unicorn Mommy?”
“It’s a large ranch, Daniel. But I suggest we start with someone we know we’re both attracted to already.”
“And who might that be?”
Coming to a stop in front of him again once more, she smiled sweetly up at him. “Professor Renard, of course.”
Kylie
If Dan’s eyes got any wider, his eyeballs were liable to fall right out of his head.
It was kind of adorable, really.
“You want us to askProfessor Renardto be our Mommy?”
“Yes. Though I’m not sure just asking her is the best course of action.” She nearly giggled at the wariness creeping into his eyes.
“What, exactly, do you have in mind?”
Whatdidshe have in mind? She’d lain awake half the night, replaying their punishment over and over in her mind. And after the first hundred or so times, the scene had gradually shifted, changed to something different. Instead of promising Professor Renard she’d be a good girl, she was begging and pleading with her Mommy for the spanking to end. But she hadn’t actually considered it a possibility until Dan had come storming into her apartment demanding they talk.
Now, faced with the possibility of a new Mommy for herselfandDan, her mind was going almost too fast for her to think. Twisting away from him, she resumed her pacing of the small living room while her thoughts whirred.
“We need a plan. Something to get her attention and show her we’re interested.”
“That could be accomplished by just talking to her.” Dan’s voice was dry, wry with amusement, but Kylie waved him off.
“She’s kind of prickly. We need to warm her up to the idea before we pitch it to her.”
