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JOEY:

You aren’t wrong.

A notification pops up in the chat.

Joey’s nickname has been changed to Good Boy

Nick’s nickname has been changed to Daddy

GOOD BOY:

Really?

DADDY:

Yup.

GOOD BOY:

You’re a menace.

DADDY:

Yeah but I’m your menace.

His response has warmth blossoming in my chest. Makes butterflies dance in my stomach.

GOOD BOY:

Does that mean we’re officially in a relationship? Like you’re my boyfriend?

I chew on the inside of my lip as I wait for his response.

DADDY:

Baby, you were mine that first night in the bar. You just didn’t know it yet. Label it however you want to. You’re mine and I don’t share.

GOOD BOY:

Good.

We chat for the rest of my trip and by the time I get to the dorms, I’m exhausted. Bryce stayed for break so he’s probably in our room, which is not where I want to be anyway. I want Nick.

DADDY:

Did you make it back?

GOOD BOY:

Yeah but I don’t want to be in my room, it doesn’t smell like you.

DADDY:

I hid a key to my room in your desk.

I perk up at that, hustling up to the fifth floor and fumbling my way into my room.

GOOD BOY: