He ate the last bite of his sandwich and didn’t respond until he’d finished it.
“I tried several times, but me and my dick weren’t on the same page. He only gets hard for you, baby. Come back over here, and I’ll show you.”
“As flattering as that is, I’m not about to let you fuck me in this office today.”
He leaned back in his chair, opening his legs wider, and grabbed his dick.
“Are you sure, because he’s ready?”
“I’m positive. I’d actually like to see the day care and preschool. Cinda said they’re really nice.”
“They’re nice as hell and probably my favorite part of the center now.”
I stood and collected our trash. He was still seated after I’d thrown everything away and was waiting by the door.
“What are you doing?” I asked.
“Waiting for my dick to calm down.”
“Oh my God, Russ.”
He stood, and sure enough, his dick print was very visible through the joggers he wore. All I could do was shake my head as we waited for it to return to its normal state, which was honestly only a slight difference.
Finally, he took my hand, and we left his office. As we walked through the center, the employees greeted me with excitement. I didn’t spend a great deal of time at the center, but it was clear my presence was missed over the past year.
We made it to the other side of the building where the day care and preschool were located. It had its own main entrance but could also be accessed from inside the building. The wall facing the center’s hallway was a huge glass window, and we stopped there to look inside.
“Wow! It looks so good. The last time I was here, it wasn’t anywhere near being finished.”
“Everyone involved agreed it was their best work. We ended up having to add two more nights for the open house, and when we opened registration, all the spots were filled in less than thirty minutes.”
“With what’s being offered, I understand why.”
When Rocky and Rush decided they wanted to add a day care and preschool, they hired the best consultants they could find. For over a year, they met, discussed, planned, and researched, and it took another year to complete the construction.
They offered top-notch care and education for children from six weeks to four years old, and to serve all working parents, they were open twenty-four hours a day and had around-the-clock security.
It warmed my heart to see the little ones interacting with their classmates or showing excitement about the smallest things. As I continued to observe, I spotted my niece, Bliss, playing with a little girl in the corner.
“Who’s the little girl with Bliss?” I asked.
“Her name is Oaklyn, and she just started last week. One of our families moved, and a spot opened. We moved her up on the list because it was an emergency situation.”
“Really? What’s her story?”
“She was placed in emergency foster care, and an older couple took her in. They tried all the preschools in town with no luck.”
“It sounds like she was meant to be here. I’m glad y’all were able to make room for her.”
“Me too. I’m not sure about the situation she was removed from, but she’s very quiet and timid. The only kid she ever plays with is Bliss, and she hasn’t warmed up to any of the teachers yet.”
I continued watching as Oaklyn and Bliss played with the building blocks on the floor. If you asked anyone in our family, they’d say Bliss was on the bossy side. Although I couldn’t hear what the two toddlers were saying, I could tell that Bliss was patient with Oaklyn and wasn’t bossing her around.
Oaklyn had a head full of hair, milk chocolate skin, the most adorable dimples, and beautiful, wide, doe-shaped eyes that held a hint of sadness. Something about her pulled at my heartstrings, and I had the urge to wrap her in my arms.
“You wanna go inside and look around?” Russell asked.
I nodded, and we went inside. After he introduced me to the staff, he took me on a tour. I was increasingly impressed with each area of the facility and could see why parents were clamoring to enroll their children.
