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Yes.

Within a minute, his phone rang, and he smiled when Devlin’s name popped up on the screen. “Hey.”

“Hey yourself, sweetheart. Did that word mean what I hope it means?”

Phex took a deep breath. “Yes…Daddy.”

Devlin’s soft gasp made his belly tickle. “Oh, sweetheart, that makes me so happy. Thank you.”

“I’m scared.”

“I know. I promise I’ll take good care of you.”

“Thank you. I trust you. So…how does this work?”

“Ideally, I’d get more access to you.”

Phex smiled. “Is that a very polite way of saying you’re moving in?”

“Can I?”

Another deep breath. “Yes. If we want to give this a fair shot, you’d need to be around me every day. I’m realistic enough to understand that.”

“I would love that. How about we agree on a period of two weeks? If after two weeks, you don’t think it’ll work, you can kick me out.”

“What about you? What if you feel we’re not a good match?”

Devlin was quiet for a while. “I’m not sure how to say this without putting pressure on you, but I don’t have any doubts. I know we’d be good together.”

Phex swallowed. “You seem awfully certain of that.”

“I am…but don’t let that come across as pressure. No strings attached, just like I promised. All you’re agreeing to is the two weeks, and even then, you always have the option of safewording out.”

“Okay.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

“I’ll be there in thirty minutes.”

Phex laughed. “You already packed?”

Devlin’s booming laugh echoed through the line. “Let’s just say I felt confident you’d realize how much you needed me.”

The noises in the background sounded like car doors being opened. “You’re already loading your truck, aren’t you?”

“Damn right. Thirty minutes, sweetheart. Get ready for me.”

Devlin ended the call, and Phex sat staring at his phone for a few minutes. He was doing this. Devlin was moving in with him to become his full-time Daddy. The thought was enough to make him break out in a sweat, his heart racing with a mix of nerves and excitement. Get ready, Devlin had said, but Phex wouldn’t know how. The house was clean, courtesy of the cleaning agency that came over once a week—money well spent, since Phex hated cleaning with a passion. So what else would he need to do?

Wait, where would they sleep? Or, more accurately, where would Devlin sleep? Daddy. He had to get used to calling him Daddy. He wanted to so badly, but again, fear kept him from surrendering to that need as well. Regardless of what he called him, where would the man sleep? He had plenty of guest rooms, but was that what he wanted?

He pictured him in his own bed, that strong body next to him. Holding him. Spooning him. Hell yes, in his own bed. He wanted him there, even if his reaction was more emotional than physical, his cock still not interested. That would come. He was certain of it. If he weren’t so exhausted and stressed all the time, things would change. He wanted him. His body just wasn’t ready yet, but it would get there.

The time crept by as he waited until, finally, the front gate buzzed, and once verifying it was really him, he let him in. Hmm, he’d have to give him a key to the house. And a code for the gate…an opener for the garage. All little things that would make it real, even if it was for only two weeks…initially. For now, he opened the garage for him so Devlin could park inside. That would make bringing his stuff in easier as well. The front stairs to his house looked pretty, but they were a bitch to navigate when carrying things.

He was practically bouncing by the time Devlin got out of his car. “Hi,” he said breathlessly. “I’m really happy you’re here.”

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