Page 7 of Her Gentle Daddy

“It doesn’t look safe to drive, Gabby. I think you should ride with Sean and leave it here. We can transfer whatever you want to take with you into Sean’s car.”

Gabby shook her head, “I’m not going without my car.”

She didn’t make it a habit of being defiant. She’d learned in her lifetime that disagreeing usually didn’t end well for her, but she was an adult now, and she didn’t have to follow along blindly.

“If you bring your car to my house, will you at least agree to leave it parked and let me drive you to and from work and anywhere else you need to go?” Sean asked.

It seemed like he understood why she wanted to take her car without her having to tell him, which eased her fear a tiny bit. Zane was kind, but he was a bit hard-edged, while Sean seemed to handle her with more care. It was a feeling that she wasn’t used to.

Never let your guard down, Gabby.

She nodded, “Deal.”

Sean gave her his address and had her put it into the GPS on her phone. He told her he would follow her in case she broke down. She nodded, and secretly she was thankful because she really had no idea how much longer her car would be running.

As she followed her GPS in the direction of his house, Gabby gripped the wheel and tried to control her breathing. She had no idea why she’d agreed to stay with Sean, and now she was second-guessing her decision. She didn’t even know the guy, and she’d admitted to him that she was a Little. She had never admitted that to anyone before. Not even Raff, though he had never asked. Sean was the first person ever to ask her directly.

Did his question and the fact that he had a nursery in his house mean that he was a Daddy? He seemed like he was one. Dominant but kind. Or at least that’s what it seemed.

Gabby's jaw dropped when she pulled up to the house that the GPS directed her to. What did the man do for a living to afford a house like that? She had never even stepped foot in a home that nice in her entire life. She hoped he wouldn’t be embarrassed to have her crappy car parked in his driveway. What if it leaked oil? Maybe she should park on the street.

Her question was answered when Sean pulled around her into the driveway and got out of his car to wave her into a parking spot next to his car.

“What can I carry in for you?” Sean asked when she got out of the car.

Gabby hesitated, not wanting him to see the small number of belongings she owned or the big stuffed dog that she slept with every night.

“Gabby, honey, I’m not here to judge anything about you. I only want to help, so whatever you’re worried about, you don’t need to be.”

Easier said than done, but she nodded and opened her trunk to get her bag of clothes and her stuffed dog, Patches. Sean took the bag from her but let her carry Patches as she followed him into the house. The inside was as impressive as the outside, and she wondered if he had done the decorating or if he’d had someone else do it.

“I want you to make yourself at home here. The entire house is open to you. I’ll show you around and then let you get settled.”

He walked her from room to room, showing her where the bathrooms were and where the laundry was. When they went upstairs, he walked ahead of her and opened a door.

“This is the guest room. Right next door is the nursery. You can use one or both of the rooms. Whatever makes you happy and comfortable. If you want to sleep in here and hang out and play in the nursery, that’s fine, or you can sleep in the nursery if you’d prefer.”

Gabby looked inside the furnished guest room, taking in the neutral colors and plush bedding. It was warm, inviting, and bigger than any bedroom she’d ever seen before. The bed looked like a fluffy cloud that she wanted to leap into and sleep for days, and the carpet was the softest floor she’d ever walked on. It made her want to take her shoes off and walk around the room barefoot.

“Let’s go see the nursery.”

She followed him out to the hall, and when he opened the next door, he motioned for her to go in. Gabby couldn’t believe the beautiful room before her. It was more than any nursery she could ever have dreamed of. The Littles’ area at the club was impressive and lovely, but it was nothing compared to the personal touches of this room.

The walls were a creamy color on three sides, and on the biggest wall, there was a life-size castle that looked like it had been hand-painted with intricate details and outdoor scenery around it. There was a twin-sized bed with a pull-up railing in one corner of the room. It was a white framed princess-style bed with white tulle hanging from the ceiling above the headboard, making it look like something right out of a fairytale. The bedding was a light pink color and looked so soft that she wanted to run her hands over it.

In another corner of the room, there was a large bin overfilled with toys, and across from that corner was a waist-high bookshelf filled with books. There was a substantial-looking cushion that was a cross between a beanbag and a giant pillow next to it, big enough that she would be able to lie on it and read.

Gabby was speechless. She had never seen anything so beautiful and inviting.

“This room has been waiting for a Little to play in it.”

She looked up at Sean, only to find him watching her.

“I’ve never seen anything so beautiful.”

He smiled and looked as though he wanted to say something, but instead, he leaned against the doorframe.

“It’s all yours, Gabby.”