Page 29 of Coffee & Cuffs


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Beaming, Sam scrambled out of bed in his purple nighty. “Deal!”

He hurried to the bathroom to take care of his most pressing need then washed his hands then brushed his teeth. Once all of the tasks that needed immediate attention were completed, he skipped his way into the kitchen.

His daddy already had full plates on the island with tall glasses of orange juice. Carson turned off the water then turned to Sam with a gorgeous smile. “I was so proud to find healthy food in your fridge so I could make you breakfast.”

The praise felt amazing.

“Although I think we might need to discuss the drawer full of candy.”

Oops, yeah, Sam might hoard chocolate goodness for when he needed a pick-me-up or when he hung out with Adam and Caden.

“Now sit down and eat for me. I’ll help you dress for work. I’ll need to head home to shower and get myself ready for the day soon.”

“Yes, sir!” Sam gave a sassy little salute before rushing over to his stool.

Carson held his arm as Sam climbed up on the stool, showing how much a daddy Carson truly was. For as long as Sam had been hoping and praying for a Daddy, it was still hard to believe that he’d caught the lieutenant’s attention.

Once he was sitting on his butt, Carson dropped a kiss to the top of Sam’s head. Sam tilted his neck and smacked his lips, receiving another smile and a soft press of Carson’s lips against his.

Even though Sam tried to deepen the kiss, Carson pulled back as he shook his head. “I wish I had more time this morning, boy, but we need to eat quickly so I can help you dress.”

“Fine, Daddy.” Sam only pouted a little.

They ate quickly and as much as Sam wanted to be lazy and just enjoy having Carson in his space, it was later than Sam realized. Damn, he had slept through the night again. Sam wasn’t exactly caught up on his sleep but he sure felt good after a night of being held in his Daddy’s arms.

Once they had both cleared their plates, Sam rose and rinsed the plates off before placing them in the dishwasher. Carson followed with their empty glasses. Sam didn’t keep coffee in his apartment since he got his fill at the shop.

“How about I help you pick your outfit out?” Carson offered.

“I would like that,” Sam replied. He slipped his hand in Carson’s and tugged him into the master bedroom. They walked to the closet together.

“Do you always wear jeans? I think that’s all I’ve seen you in at work.” Carson pushed the hangers down the rod.

Sam danced in place, which must have drawn his Daddy’s eye. Carson straightened before giving Sam his complete attention.

“Sam?”

“I…” He licked his lips nervously. “I used to wear some of my skirts but—”

“But what, baby?” Carson turned then cupped his face. “Did someone give you a hard time?”

“No.” Sam shook his head. “Nothing like that. When Caden first started working with me, I could tell he was nervous and scared, and I thought it might be my clothes.”

“I know you’ve had slumber parties with Caden. Hasn’t he seen any of your favorite outfits?”

“Yeah, he has now, and of course I learned that Caden’s nerves had nothing to do with my clothes. I just got out of the habit, I guess.”

“Well, baby boy, I would never pressure you to wear anything you didn’t want but if you’d like—”

“Yes!” Oops, Sam might have been a little loud. However, now that Carson had brought up going back to wearing some of his pretty clothes, he really wanted that again.

“I’m so proud of you.” The kiss he received right after those words made Sam’s toes curl. If being himself was what helped him get kisses like that, then Sam was going to be himself all the time.

Having the support of Carson was also just a tad overwhelming. Sure, when he talked to Adam and Caden, Sam said that he wanted a Daddy who would choose him pretty outfits, but dreams and reality were often very far apart.

Stepping back, Sam shuffled his way to the bed until he could sit on the side of the mattress. He watched as Carson smiled and sorted through the clothing. Carson looked so happy doing that and Sam found himself in awe.

Finally, Carson turned, holding out a long black skirt with lace around the bottom and a deep burgundy flowing top with a scoop neck and puffy sleeves.

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