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Colwyn
When I got Raleigh home and calm, she almost immediately regressed into little space—far. It wasn’t often she regressed to toddler age, but her mother was a huge trigger, and she knew she was safe with me.
Because unlike her mother, I would make sure nothing ever happened to her. Nor would I ever harm her.
Raleigh was my first priority—always.
After getting Raleigh settled on the floor with a bottle and her paci, making sure she had all the toys she needed, I settled onto the couch behind her and began to watch a movie on my phone while a movie that she liked played on the TV screen to keep her distracted and her mind occupied.
It didn’t take long for Raleigh to get irritable. I’d been waiting for it, honestly. She’d had a long day. Between hours of fucking and then facing her mother, I knew the day had taken its mental toll on her. And now, it was time for bed so she could hopefully start tomorrow off much better.
I knelt in front of her, drawing her pretty eyes to mine. Every time I looked into them, it was like she sucked the soul straight from my body—my own personal little grim reaper, in a way. And I was always willing to lose my soul to her.
“Can you eat some chicken nuggets?”
She puckered her sweet little bottom lip out. “Chocolate milk?” she asked hopefully.
I nodded, reaching out to run my hand over her hair. “With chocolate milk,” I assured her. Normally, I didn’t allow chocolate milk so close to bedtime when she was in her little space, but I knew she deserved it after today.
She nodded. I stood from the floor and quickly moved into the kitchen, throwing some chicken nuggets on a plate before putting them in the microwave to heat. I put her milk in a big girl cup. The way she’d asked for chocolate milk, using chocolate instead of chocky, let me know she was coming out of her little space a bit.
From day one, it had always been so easy to read her and understand what she needed. Simple words let me know where she was at in her regression. Taking care of a little was easy, so long as you paid attention to those signs that let you know what kind of caregiver you needed to be in that moment.
After her food was done, I set it at the table with her cup, and she quickly rose from the floor, yawning. I pulled her chair out for her, and once she was seated, I scooted her in before taking a seat beside her. I wasn’t hungry, but it was important that she ate. She knew it just as well as I did, which was why I rarely had an issue with her eating.
She liked to please me. I used that little bit of knowledge to my advantage all the time when it came to things that were for her health.
She ate five chicken nuggets and drank half her chocolate milk before pushing it away. “I can’t eat anymore,” she mumbled. With a heavy sigh, she reached up to rub at her eyes. It was always the cutest fucking thing I’d ever seen in my life. She looked over at me. “Will you lay with me?”
“Always, baby.”
She stood from the table and held her hand out to me. I took it and let her lead me to her bedroom—the adult one—and after we were both naked, we curled up into bed together, her leg thrown over mine, her head on my chest, her arm over my abs.
“I love you, Daddy,” she whispered.
I pressed my lips to the top of her head. “I love you, too, baby girl.”
* * *
Raleigh left earlythat morning to head into work. I woke up with her to shower and make her some breakfast, and Ialmostdidn’t let her leave when she tongue fucked my mouth when I kissed her goodbye.
She’d pay for it later, though, and I fucking looked forward to it.
I rolled my neck around as I stared at the commercial on TV. I’d seen the advertisement for the jewelry store dozens of times, every time with Raleigh in mind. But this was the first time they’d shown this particular ring, and itscreamedRaleigh.
I needed it on her finger with her promise to be my wife. I needed it like I fucking needed air to breathe.
I wanted it all with this girl. I wanted to be her caretaker, her daddy, her boyfriend, her husband, her fiancé. I needed to be it all for her.
I rushed off the couch and quickly typed in the address on my phone for the nearest shop, which, of course, was in fucking Savannah. With a disgruntled sigh, I shoved my feet into my shoes and rushed out the door, making sure I locked it behind me.
I needed to get that fucking ring.
* * *
Slater leanedout of the lifeguard station, arching a brow at me. “You look like you just won a million fucking dollars,” he noted.
I grinned. “Kind of. Remember me saying I wanted to find a perfect ring for Raleigh?”
