Daddy's Fiery Little (Wounded Daddies 5)
“How?”
“I don’t have any details,” Rollie says. “Something about a girl who was just researching BDSM or something and pretended to have a relationship but really just wanted to write a college paper about it or something. I don’t know. I might have all the details wrong.”
It feels very strange to me to be obsessed with Micah in terms of this new kind of relationship. I am not the kind of girl who submits to anyone or anything at all, so the idea that I find it sexy is a bit of a shock to me. Hell, it’s more than a shock. It doesn’t really make any sense to me at all, not one bit. That doesn’t change how thoughts of Micah being my Daddy and me being his little girl fill my head in impossible ways.
I ask about a million questions!
They answer them, seeming delighted that I ask the questions in the first place. I don’t know exactly where all of this is leading me and I feel like I’d be a terrible little no matter how good the Daddy might be.
It still appeals to me.
It still makes me feel like there is no possible relationship I want more than the one my new friends describe. Even though it means I get this gig, I can’t help but feel disappointed that Rollie and Helen will be leaving for their tour because I really want to have them available for all the questions I know will keep popping up for me.
When it’s finally time for them to head out, I make sure I walk them to the tour van. There, right before they climb in, I give them each a hug.
“I’m so excited for you,” I say. “But now I just want to ask a million more things about being a little girl.”
Helen and Rollie giggle. Rollie says, “I was like that. I know what you mean.”
Helen says, “You can always call us. It’s not like our cell phones are staying behind.”
I nod. “Okay, it’s a deal.”
“We’ll have you acting like a happy little girl in no time!” Rollie says as she gives me another hug. Her statement makes me feel warm and silly and I even almost giggle a little bit. They climb into the van and then I get a shock when Micah climbs out.
He nods at me and calls over his shoulder, “I think that’s everything but if you notice anything you left behind just give me a call and I’ll make sure it gets overnighted to you.”
Then, he hurries back into the club. As Leo, Carl, Helen, and Rollie drive away, I stare into the distance with my cheeks feeling hot. I imagine my face is a red as my hair.
Did he hear me?
Did Micah hear me talking about wanting to be a little girl?