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Besides, she didn’t really think she needed anything.
“We’ll need furniture for the playroom, but I think Aunt Marie has some. I was going to say a bed, but maybe a crib,” Loki mused.
Crib. Yeah. She wanted a crib.
Wait . . . playroom?
“I don’ts have a playroom.”
The two men exchanged a look.
“Not yet, but we’re going to turn one of the spare bedrooms into one,” Loki told her. “Didn’t you hear us talking about it?”
She shook her head. Um. No. She’d been daydreaming. It had been a big weekend.
That had to be why she was so tired and had a bit of brain fog.
“I don’t needs a playroom.”
Remy raised his eyebrows. “No? But do you want one?”
“It will be expensive.”
“Do Little girls worry about what something costs?” Loki asked.
She didn’t know. Littles still had to adult sometimes. So she thought they probably should. She knew that Loki would buy her the world if she let him. But that didn’t mean she should.
“I want to do this,” Loki told her, running a finger down her cheek. “Please let me. Us.”
Remy nodded. “You deserve a playroom and it’s as much for us as it is for you. A place where you can feel safe to be Isa-Bee and where we can be Daddy and Ki-Ki.”
That actually sounded beyond nice.
“Okay, Daddy.”
“Is there anything you want in it, Tink?” Loki asked.
“Pink stuff. Rainbows. Soft stuff. Ooh, can I have one of those big fluffy beanbags and a chair that you can hang from the ceiling?”
“Sure,” Loki said easily.
Remy looked a bit stunned. But, hey, normally she loved to shop.
They moved through the store, adding things. She saw cute onesies and some outfits that she really liked. Some things were too big like the play kitchen that Loki wanted.
When they got to the furniture, she got a bit bored. Besides, she didn’t want to think about the fact they were discussing a changing table.
She wasn’t sure she’d ever be that young.
Although she had blushed when she saw the baby bottles that Remy had chosen. She rather liked the idea of him feeding her a bottle. Maybe right before bed.
And then he could feed her something else. Wink-wink.
That’s when an idea occurred to her. She had seen some soft toys back farther, but she hadn’t really paid attention.
But now she had the urge to go find what she was looking for. All of these other things were boring. Mostly.
She glanced around but the guys were looking at cribs and not paying her any attention.
