Total pages in book: 45
Estimated words: 42829 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 214(@200wpm)___ 171(@250wpm)___ 143(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 42829 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 214(@200wpm)___ 171(@250wpm)___ 143(@300wpm)
“Have you ever acted on your feelings?”
“I talked to the man I was dating then. This was a few years ago. He wasn’t into it. I think that’s what ended that relationship, so I figured I was a weirdo and never mentioned it again. It must be something that only happens in books.”
“First, you are definitely not a weirdo so erase that out of your thoughts. Second, everyone is wired differently. Shame on him if he judged you. And third, I’d bet there were other things that caused the relationship to fall apart.”
“Wow. You are a lawyer, aren’t you? That pretty well argued away everything.”
“Good.”
The two men drank their coffee and silence stretched between them for a few seconds. When Mack had his thoughts gathered, he leaned in and met Grey’s gaze directly. “You’re a Daddy?”
Grey inclined his body toward Mack before answering. “Yes. I’ve known it for a long time. I’ve had relationships with three Littles—two females and one male. All at different levels of Littleness.”
“There are different levels of Littleness?”
“Of course. There’s a range from Middle to baby Littles. What intrigues you the most?”
“I’m not into being a brat and getting spanked all the time,” Mack said immediately. He’d read a different book like that.
“Perfect. That age is a bit too independent for me,” Grey shared.
“I guess I would need to experiment a bit,” Mack said hesitantly.
“That is a good way to figure out what is best for you. Things can also change from day to day.”
“It’s always the same here,” a voice said from next to the table.
They looked over, and the barista from the coffee shop stood by their table. “Hi! Just checking on your coffee.”
“It’s great. Thank you,” Grey said.
“I get off in an hour if you two would like to go grab something to eat.”
“Sorry, we have plans for this evening.” Grey took care of the invitation for him.
Mack tried to look sorry.
“Next time, maybe. I’m only working here for the next week and then I go to the Broadway store,” she reported.
“If we miss you here, we’ll stop in there,” Mack promised.
“Awesome!” She grimaced when a coworker called her name as customers lined up at the order window. “Got to go. See you soon.”
“I will never go to the Broadway coffee shop ever again,” Mack vowed, making Grey laugh.
“That sounds like a good idea. Want to get out of here and go have some dinner?” Grey proposed.
“Honestly, I’m stuffed. I ate pasta during my break at work. I was going to go home and grab my things before going to the gym.”
“I’m not hungry, either. The portions at Armando are huge. I’ve got a professionally equipped gym at home. Would you be interested in working out with me? I promise you, it smells better at my place than it does at your gym.”
“I can see if the bus goes past your house if you’ll share your address,” Mack said, pulling out his phone. The two exchanged phone numbers, and Grey didn’t hesitate to let Mack record his address on his device.
“How about if I drive you to your place and then on to mine? I promise to bring you back when you’d like.”
Mack hesitated for a minute. Grey seemed to be a great guy, but…
“I’m glad you’re smart about your safety, Little boy. Let’s do that when we know each other better. Can I walk you to your bus stop?” Grey suggested.
“Yes. I’d like that.”
CHAPTER 3
“Hey, Mack. I’m sorry to do this.” John stood in the doorway with a strained look on his face.
Mack had heard the loud voice of John’s girlfriend, Joanie, in a heated one-way discussion since he’d walked in the door. She did not want him there.
“You need me to leave.” When John nodded, Mack asked, “Can I sleep here tonight, or do you need me out of here now?”
“Now. I’m sorry.”
“It’s okay. I appreciate you letting me stay here. I’ll get my stuff together and be out of here in an hour,” Mack said, standing and grabbing his suitcase. He had a few things in a storage unit and a scant amount of personal effects here.
Thankfully, they hadn’t just thrown his things out. He’d left before the trash collectors had made their rounds that morning. He could have lost everything. That would have made someone happy.
After setting the key John had loaned him on the table, Mack let himself out the kitchen door without interrupting the couple, who still talked loudly in the family room. He hoped without him there to add stress to their lives that John’s relationship would be okay. John had not been happy for a while. Mack figured that’s why his friend had invited him to stay. His recent experience made Mack aware how it was easy to feel completely alone in a house occupied by two people.