Page 31 of His Last Chase
A single word that held so much weight, but oddly enough I did trust Casey.
“Did you want to shower before bed?”
“Nah, let me grab my bag.”
Glad I had showered before I came over. I was way too excited to do it now. When was the last time I even picked up a book? High school? Now here I was preparing for Casey to read to me. So surreal. What a perfect way to end a perfect date.
Everything about Casey was perfect.
Fuck.
I was falling in love with this amazing man.
“You look like you just experienced an epiphany.” Casey’s voice startled me. “Sorry,” he wrapped hisarms around me from behind. “I didn’t mean to scare you but when you didn’t come back inside I worried.”
“Let’s just say something hit me like a sledgehammer.” That was putting it mildly.
“Sounds ominous. Let’s get ready for bed. Cuddling makes everything better.”
Yeah, until I’m lulled into a false sense of comfort and those three life-changing words slip out and he runs as far away as he can get from a needy, attention and love-deprived Chase.
No one in their right mind would accept that burden on a permanent basis and temporary was not an option for me. I always knew if I ever found love it would be forever. I wasn’t the kind who could work his way through the masses.
Casey took my hand and led me back inside. I popped into the hall bath and when I came out, he stood at the foot of the bed wearing a mirror image of what I had chosen. Boxers and a T-shirt. Awkward as hell as we stood at opposite corners avoiding eye contact.
“We are both being silly. Chase, you remember what I told you about sex, right?” He gave me that stern Daddy look some of the littles I had messaged with online mentioned. They said it was hot and I’ll be damned if they weren’t right.
“Y-yes.”
“Nothing happens until you want it to. My intentions tonight do not venture past reading you a bedtime story and holding you. Are you okay with that?”
Tell me why that stern, take-charge attitude and voice gave me chills?
“I do.”
“All right then. Crawl in and let’s get settled in, unless you’ve changed your mind?”
“No,” I shook my head. “I want a story, please.”
“Good boy.”
Again with the shivers.
Casey slid in bed and held the sheets up. “Crawl in.”
I scooched in and sat stiffly, afraid to move.
“Is that comfortable for you?” I shook my head. “Didn’t think so. Tell you what, I’ll sit still while you get into the exact position you want, and I won’t move until you tell me to.”
Enough of this crap, Chase. Take what you want.
I slid down until my head was level with his chest and laid it there. Casey slid his arm around me so he could hold the book and me then kissed the top of my head.
“There, perfect. Shall we begin?”
“Yes, please.” I was comfy and ready to hear Daddy read to me.
Whoa. Now that word invaded my thoughts.