Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 71497 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 357(@200wpm)___ 286(@250wpm)___ 238(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71497 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 357(@200wpm)___ 286(@250wpm)___ 238(@300wpm)
“That’s not suspicious at all.”
He was so silly.
“I’m just going to be helpful.” That wasn’t suspicious. “I wanted to make sure you knew you were very smart about the people in town being…excited for happy things.”
Yes, they were just excited.
“And new things like relationships.”
Yes, that was a good way to explain it to him.
Daddy sighed when we got to his car, but he tugged me close again and leaned against it, so I didn’t think I needed to be worried. “I have learned a few interesting things about the locals, cutie. One of the big ones is that gossip spreads like wildfire and my boss can’t keep his mouth shut to save a life.”
Since Daddy wasn’t wrong, I just shrugged.
That seemed nicer than saying he was right.
He chuckled and kissed my nose. “I had no intentions of hiding my interest in you and I wanted to make sure our seeing each other wouldn’t…well, it wouldn’t cause any problems. So I knew what would happen when I told him about going out on a date with the smartest, most creative man I’ve ever met.”
I had the smartest Daddy.
“And the cutest little.” It was my turn to kiss his nose and make him laugh. “Don’t forget.”
“Hmm.” He gave me a kind of suspicious and kind of curious look. “I don’t know. I haven’t seen you very little yet, just regular everyday kind of little but still in a very good, grown-up way.”
Oh, he really was smart.
He knew I was a good grown-up.
He knew I was smart.
He knew right away I was a good businessperson.
“Do you want to see me little-little?” Couldn’t say it yet. No rushing Daddy. “I like playing.”
Daddy gave me a kiss and looked like I was the bestest dragon ever. “I would love to play with you later, sweet boy.”
I kinda wanted to play now, but my tummy decided to rumble and make Daddy grin really big. “Ugh.”
“Dinnertime, then playtime.” Daddy kissed my cheek. “But first, it’s show off my date time.”
He had a good plan…but I just hoped he’d remembered to bring his patience on our date too.
Chapter 7
Talon
They really needed to be a bit more subtle.
Even Kenzie was trying not to giggle as half the restaurant tuned in every time one of us opened our mouths. Just Kenzie asking me if he should have milk or juice for dinner had everyone sighing like we were in a goddamned movie.
It was the strangest first date I’d ever been on, but I was glad I didn’t have to worry about outing us in the middle of dinner.
Hell, I could’ve given him a fucking bottle in the middle of dinner and the only person to have a problem with it would’ve been the cranky owner…and that would’ve been some kind of lecture about not bringing in outside food or drinks.
“How did the rest of your afternoon go?” Trying to find something that wouldn’t be too personal for the town to overhear, I decided to stick with work questions.
“Wonderful.” Beaming as he fiddled with his straw, Kenzie looked pleased to be able to talk about his work. “I was working on the paint ingredients that we talked about and I found the notebook. I did write it down in a notebook.”
Obviously pleased to have gotten that right, he wiggled excitedly and chattered about his projects. “I just have to do some research about how the paint can be made or…or produced. It’s going to take some time, but I’m feeling much more confident.”
Produced as in made in some kind of replicator?
“I’m sure the owners will be patient. What counts is that it’s right for the toy.” And hopefully, they could fix the toxicity problem.
Nodding earnestly, Kenzie chattered about the ingredients and the chemical makeup and a tangent about pigments that I had to admit went right over my head. Thinking sounds and the occasional comment about the parts I did understand kept the conversation going, but I was making a mental list of what to start researching.
The library was going to be my first stop before my next shift, but I wasn’t sure if I’d end up needing to look online instead. Kenzie was beyond smart when it came to anything to do with his passion.
“Do you think it’s like hunting for food since they’d be used for paint? I don’t want to kill things willy-nilly.” It took me a few seconds to realize the ingredient he’d been talking about was alive.
Before I could figure out a way to subtly google what he’d been talking about, an old man walked by our table, frowned, and shook his head. “You’re gonna bore the wer talking about your hort. You got to romance him first. Get him used to the way things are done.”
Huh?
Ver?
Wer?
What else had he said?
I couldn’t take good notes if I couldn’t spell it.