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“I do, but you haven’t finished it yet,” she mumbled. “I didn’t mean to ruin the surprise.”

She had a way with doing it, didn’t she?

“You didn’t ruin the surprise. I didn’t like keeping it from you and thought about telling you in the beginning, but I also didn’t want you to have to wait,” Daddy explained. “If you really want to see it now, I can show it to you. It won’t ruin anything.”

Raelynn bounced on her tippy-toes. “Can I, then?” Her eyes were wide open as she looked at Daddy. “Can I pleeeease see it?”

Daddy chuckled and held his hand out. “Let’s go get changed, and then I can show it to you.”

“Why don’t I keep Raelynn with me while you change?” Reaper suggested. “I got some cookies that I wanted her to try, and this is the perfect moment.”

“Don’t give her too many.” Daddy gave him a pointed look. “I don’t need my Little Fairy getting a tummy ache.”

She gasped. “I’s would never! Tummy is strong tummy. Niko agrees as well.”

Daddy shook his head. “Even though your tummy is strong, Daddy doesn’t want you to get sick, so not too many cookies or else you’ll be in trouble.”

She pushed her bottom lip out right as Reaper picked her up.

“Come on, Little Miss. I promised your Daddy you would have a cookie or two but no more than that,” he said as he walked off.

She leaned up to his ear. “I thinks you should give me fours.”

Reaper chuckled. “Four? That’s a lot though.”

“No a lot. Just right,” she humped and crossed her arms over her chest. “Fours is the perfect amount. Not too many and not too little.”

He sat her on the chair at the bar and shook his head. “You are not getting four. I don’t need your Daddy giving me a lecture, and I don’t think you want to get a spanking, either.”

She shrugged. “I don’t think Daddy would give me a spanking for that.”

Xavier’s head tilted back as he let out a full belly laugh.

“Why are you laughing?” she asked, crossing her arms over her chest.

Reaper set two cookies in front of her and a small glass of milk.

“You think your Daddy won’t spank you if you have more than two cookies?” Xavier asked.

Raelynn picked up a cookie and bit into it, letting the sweet-and-salty flavor dance across her taste buds. While she didn’t normally enjoy plain cookies, she had to admit that these were pretty amazing. The way it melted in her mouth.

“He didn’t give a limit when he said not to eat too many, so who’s to say that four isn’t a lot?” she asked.

“All of us Daddies know two is the limit. We’re all on the same wavelength,” Xavier explained. “Isn’t that right, Reaper?”

“He’s telling the truth, Little Miss. We all know what’s too much and too little when it comes to things regarding Littles. None of us want you to have a stomachache and not be able to see your surprise,” Reaper chimed in. “Wouldn’t it be devastating to know about your surprise and get sick because you ate too many cookies, and not be able to see it for another day?”

“I hadn’t thought,” she whispered. “But I don’t think having four cookies is going to make me sick. If anything, I think it’s going to make me happy. Happy because I get to fill my stomach with warm, delicious cookies and then drown them in milk.”

“Do you only want one cookie?” Daddy asked as he walked into the main room.

Raelynn straightened her spine and looked over at him, grabbing a second cookie and stuffing it in her mouth.

“You can’t take my cookie.” But it didn’t sound anything like that with how stuffed her mouth was.

Worry flashed across Daddy’s face. “No talking with your mouth full. Daddy doesn’t want you to choke.”

“Just slowly chew and enjoy it. Don’t try to force yourself to swallow a lot of it, so you can talk,” Xavier commanded.