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But he stayed where he was.
She’s all right.
While she was in the shower, he’d checked the house over. All the windows were shut and locked. So were the doors.
It was a nice house. Four bedrooms. Two bathrooms. Two of the bedrooms were empty. Not even a piece of furniture or a cardboard box.
One of the other bedrooms was clearly Loki’s. It was surprisingly sterile. Clean and tidy. The bed was made perfectly, and the only personality in the room was the photo he had in a frame on his side table.
A photo of him and Isa from when they were kids. Isa had a big toothy grin, blonde pigtails, and messy clothes. Loki was staring intently into the camera as though he had the weight of the world on his shoulders.
Isa’s bedroom, in contrast, was a whirlwind. A cacophony of color. Pale pink walls. A white rug with pink around the edge. A comfortable looking pink armchair. White furniture. And stuff strewn everywhere. He’d barely been able to navigate his way through everything on the floor. Clothes and blankets.
And stuffed toys everywhere.
Stuffies on the bed, on the window seat, in a hammock in a corner of the room.
He’d suspected, of course. Most of her friends were Littles. Of course, the stuffies weren’t total proof.
But then he’d seen the pacifier sitting in an open drawer.
Yeah . . . that had surprised him.
He’d dated a couple of Littles before. And he had a suspicion that his own mom might have been one.
If Isa was a Little, he definitely wouldn’t be unhappy. In fact, he rather liked the idea of her sitting on his lap, hugging one of those soft toys, with a pacifier in her mouth.
What about Loki?
Sometimes, he thought he could be a Dom. He was very protective of Isa. And a few times, he’d shown that he could have a commanding presence.
But he could also be completely wild. Almost unstable. It was hard to see how Loki could get out of his own head long enough to take care of someone else.
To put their needs first.
He might be a switch.
Or he might not be interested in the lifestyle at all.
That suited Remy just fine. Paved the way for him to enter Isa’s life and give her what she needed.
Right?
That sounded good. And yet, it didn’t feel quite right at the same time.
A small groan escaped him. This wasn’t helping him sleep.
He ran his hand over his face.
Perhaps he should lie on the floor since this sofa was about half a foot too short for him.
Yeah, this was going to be a long night.
6
Isa stretched with a groan.
Shit, her body hurt. What the heck had she done? If she’d gone to the gym again, then she was going to kill herself.
