“A hot bottom.”
My eyes go wide. “What?”
“You’ll get your bottom spanked if you lie again, so I would pick my words carefully if I were you.” He looks in my direction.
Wait.
“Are you a Daddy Dom?” I blurt out.
“Just figuring this out?”
I nod. I know Aiden is, and his boss, Thorin. But I didn’t think anyone else was.
“There are a lot of us that are Daddy Doms at Whiskey River Mountain Lodge,” Tobias explains. “But yes, I’m a Daddy Dom.”
I clasp my hands together. Shit.
“Why don’t you take a nap?” he suggests. “You still look tired.”
“I don’t want to,” I mumble.
“But I think it would be good for you. While you have slept a lot, you still need more rest. But if you don’t want to, then you don’t have to. I just didn’t want you to feel like you had to stay awake.”
He’s just looking out for me. I thought he was telling me to go to sleep because he didn’t want to talk to me any longer.
“Sorry,” I mumble.
“There is no reason for you to be sorry,” he says.
“Did I—” I take a deep breath. “Did I do anything weird while I was sleeping?”
Aiden has never said that I’ve done anything weird, but it’s been five years since I’ve seen him. What if things changed?
“Weird like what?”
“I don’t know. Did I do anything?” Nerves run through me when he doesn’t answer.
I must have done something weird for him to not answer the question.
“I don’t know if I actually want to know,” I mumble. “We can just forget I asked. If I did anything, you can just pretend like it didn’t happen.”
“I don’t know if I can do that.”
My head snaps in his direction. “That means I did something! Oh no. What did I do? Tell me. Wait. Don’t tell me. I don’t know if I can handle the embarrassment. Oh what am I talking about? My whole life is an embarrassment at this point. Can you say something so I stop talking?”
“I don’t know if I want to. I kind of like it when you ramble. You’re telling me what you’re thinking and without wondering if it’s okay or not or if it will bother me,” he replies. “So by all means, keep going.”
“You’re not helping,” I say as I frown at him.
Turning my body forward, I take a deep breath and slowly let it out.
“I’m sorry if I did anything bad. I didn’t mean to,” I mumble after a while.
“Mila, I want you to know that whatever you said or did while you were half asleep didn’t bother me one bit. If anything, it solidified some things for me,” he murmurs.
“Solidified things?” I ask and look over at him.
He nods. “Yes, solidified some things.”
