Page 82 of His Last Chase
“Right back at cha, Little Songbird. You fill my heart with joy. I love you, so very much.”
“Okay, everyone out,” Jordan commanded as he took over the kitchen. “Dinner will be ready in an hour. Why don’t you go swim?”
I warred with swimming or playing in my new room.
“Why don’t we swim first, Songbird, then after dinner you and your friends can play.”
See, that’s why having a Daddy was perfect. He made all the right decisions. “Okay, Daddy, I’ll go change.” But once I got there I was lost. "Where were all my clean clothes?”
“Open the dresser drawers and look into the closet.” I turned and Daddy stood leaning against the door frame looking like the angel he was with the sunlight behind him.
I slid the drawers open and there were my clothes folded way nicer than I ever had. I snagged my trunks and began undressing. Daddy slipped inside and shut the door.
“For Daddy’s eyes only, my love.” I giggled. Daddy didn’t share, either.
I waited for Daddy to change then we went outside where Henry and Jamie were playing with their Daddies in the water. I slid out of my shirt and tossed it on one of the chairs. When I turned around, all eyes were on me.
“If I looked that good without a shirt on I’d never wear one,” Henry said, and Jamie nodded. My little wasn’t comfortable with big boy compliments and he slowly slid back into hiding.
“Someone is skating on thin ice,” Daddy Jensen warned Henry.
“He’s perfect ‘cause he has to be. He’s Chase Prescott,” Jamie said the one thing I feared most about living the true me.
The Daddies froze, all eyes were back on me, and I hated it.
“You work out, huh?” Henry asked and just like that the air shifted.
“Not really.”
“Lucky duck,” Henry shook his head.
“Henry and Jamie,” Daddy addressed them using his serious Daddy voice. “You know how important it is in our lifestyle to keep things private.” Both boys nodded. “We are trusting you to keep Chase’s secret. Understood?”
“Yes, Daddy Casey,” they readily agreed.
“Chase is our best friend. We would never hurt him that way,” Jamie replied.
Henry and Jamie ran over and hugged me and held on a bit longer than their Daddies liked.
“Henry, Jamie, time to release your death grip on Chase. Now!” Daddy Timothy commanded, and they dropped their arms.
“Sorry, Chase. Please don’t be mad at us,” Henry said.
“I’m sorry, too, Chase, but I love hugs, and you know that.” That much I did know about Jamie.
“I do. Maybe you could come to one of our shows sometime,” I said right as David stepped outside.
“We’ll get you backstage passes. You and your Daddies will have the best seats in the house,” David added.
They looked like two perfectly synced bobble heads as they cheered and yelled, “Yes!”
“Did you know we own a bookstore?” Henry asked me.
“I did not, and I love to read. I’d like to see it.” Bookstores called to me nearly as much as toys and music did.
“I’d love that.” Henry danced off toward his Daddies.
“My Daddy is an animal doctor,” Jamie added, clearly proud of his Daddy’s work, as he should be.