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‘This is so weird,’ I say. Then I wince with pain as I shift my legs.
Finn looks at my knees, and gives them each a wipe with antiseptic. ‘Bit of dirt in those scrapes, young lady,’ he says, ‘but the cuts don’t go too deep. Now, how about the top half?’
He turns toward me now, and I feel my cheeks blaze. ‘The top half is fine,’ I say. His expression as he looks at my sweater tells me otherwise.
I look down and remember with dismay that I’m wearing one of my own creations. ‘Oh no! This is my favorite sweater. It’s one of the first things I designed.’
‘Can you fix it?’ asks Finn.
There are three or four rips in the fabric, but luckily they’re mostly along the seams.
‘Possibly,’ I say. ‘If I use my sewing machine. If I can bear to use my sewing machine ever again.’
‘I can see blood underneath some of these tears,’ says Finn. ‘Better let me check you over.’
He doesn’t tell me to take my top off again in so many words, but obviously that’s his implication. His voice is so definite. It makes so much sense that he’s a Daddy. It’s all falling into place. And honestly, I’m responding well to it.
So far, he’s been doing his best to be a gentleman and he hasn’t looked at my diaper again, but if I take my sweater off, my breasts will be right there in front of him — no avoiding those. I’m wearing a bra, of course. A pink lacy thing, nice and girlie, just my style.
But he’s right. Itdoeshave to be done. I need to get my wounds checked over, make sure nothing gets infected.
I take a deep breath, and raise my arms. Finn helps me take off the sweater, and throws it onto the floor.
He takes hold of my left wrist, while he examines the scratches on my left arm, and then does the same with my right. ‘All superficial,’ he says. ‘You’re going to be okay.’
Is his gaze wandering toward my bra?
I look at him and nod. I’m still trembling, but I don’t think it’s from fear or cold. It’s something else.
8
FINN
My heart’s pounding. I’m trying to keep cool, not to show her just how excited and buzzing I am.
I knew it. I mean, I didn’ttechnicallyknow it, but now that Idoknow, it’s so obvious that I alwaysshouldhave known.
OK, my brain’s working so fast I’m barely making any sense at all. But all that isn’t important. The only thing that matters right now is that Addison’s a Little. She’s a diaper-wearing, age-playing cutie.
And she’s lying in front of me in a bra and a diaper — the sexiest, most desirable creature I’ve ever set eyes upon.
Come on Finn, keep it together. You’re a Daddy, and you need to show Addy that you can be relied on for protection and nourishment.
‘Want me to fetch some clean clothes for you?’ I ask calmly, wiping a scratch on her leg that doesn’t actually need wiping. Basically, I’m doing anything, anything — goddamnanything— apart from looking at her tits.
I already let my eyes stray there once, just for a fraction of a second, and my eyes almost popped out my head. I could already tell she was well-endowed, even through a sweater, but seeing them in that pink lacy bra, so perky and bouncy — it’s enough to drive a man insane. Her diaper is gorgeous, too, covered in cute little animal characters. Damn it to hell and back, this girl just seems to bedesignedto push all my buttons.
‘My suitcase is in the car,’ she replies. ‘But I’m actually really warm. You know, with the fire, and you sitting here on the couch with me.’
My spine stiffens. She flirting with me or trying to get rid of me? It’s hard to tell. ‘Want me to move to a different chair? You want some space?’
‘I want…’ She exhales. ‘I don’t know what I want. I want a lot of things. I wantanswers. But I don’t want you to go. I need to feel another body beside me. I don’t want to be on my own.’
There’s something in that, isn’t there? She wants me to be near her. She can’t want to punch me in the guts if she wants to sit on the couch together… right?
This insane revelation — that I’mmarriedto a Little — has momentarily taken my mind off the strange events of the past few days. But I need to concentrate. Before things get any cozier between us, I’m going to have to start filling in some gaps for this girl. She can’t go on like this. Not knowing the truth is what made her run off into the forest tonight. It’s more dangerous to keep things from her than to get them out in the open.
Fuck if I want to be the person to do it, but I’m all she’s got right now, so it’s going to have to be yours truly.
