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“It’s so delicious and warm,” he continued to talk. “I’ll do the choo choo train for you.”
Her eyes lit up when he mentioned the choo choo train. What Little girl didn’t like the choo choo train?
He hadn’t met a ton of Littles in his life, but the ones he had met all loved when their Daddies would do that for them. It made them giggle and enjoy eating more.
“I can do the airplane, too,” he said. “And anything else you want.”
Storm sat up straighter and looked past him, almost like she was thinking about whether she should say yes or not.
And Miles hoped she would say yes. He wanted so badly for her to eat, but he wanted to feed her again.
The Daddy inside him wanted to feel like he was taking care of her and what better way than to feed her. He hoped she would let him do other things that would help draw out her Little, but also let him be a Daddy.
He didn’t realize how much he missed it until he took care of her while she was sick. It had been a dream come true.
“I think you loved my chicken noodle soup when you had it,” he said. “I made a lot more and froze it but some of it is in my fridge. You can have as much as you want.”
She took a deep breath and Miles prayed she would say yes.
“Okay,” she whispered. “I’ll have some.”
A grin broke out on his face. “I’ll go get some heated up.”
CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
STORM
Miles had played her by telling her everything her Little wanted to hear. She knew the game he was playing because she’d read books about it before. When the Daddy wanted the Little to do something, he would entice them to do it.
She first thought it wouldn’t work but as Miles continued to talk, she knew what the books said were true. Everything he was saying to her was making it harder for her to say no.
Storm wasn’t that hungry, but as he talked about his chicken noodle soup–which was absolutely amazing–and that he would do the choo choo train and airplane while she ate, she was sold.
She couldn’t remember the last time someone did that for her. It must've been when she was a little girl and couldn’t feed herself.
So many ages ago.
No one had catered to her Little like that before. Granted, not a lot of people knew she was Little and she didn’t know a lot of people. Getting sick all the time didn’t allow her to go out and just make friends. It was hard, especially when they wanted to go and hang out in big groups.
Something she couldn’t do.
It sucked, but Storm had learned how to get over it. Well, she’d had to. It didn’t suck or hurt any less when people talked about hanging out with a group of people and having a great time. It just sucked more knowing she was missing out on a lot.
She thought it would get easier over time, but it didn't. There were so many nights she would cry herself to sleep knowing she should’ve been out with friends and having a great time but was in her bed instead.
Storm could taste the chicken noodle soup in her mouth as the smell came into the dining room area. She needed to get the recipe for this because it was absolutely amazing. Maybe she could ask him if they could have it for several days since she was stuck here. Might as well enjoy some of it.
She also couldn’t wait for him to feed her. She secretly loved that he was being soft and caring toward her.
Storm shook her head. She couldn’t think about that. Her body was already at war with her brain. Thinking about him being sweet and nice was playing with her mind.
Her mind knew what he did was wrong. He shouldn’t have just claimed her like that, but her body thought it was great. Her body wanted to be close to him and let him take care of her, but she knew better.
She couldn’t do this again. If he was going to take care of her while she was healing and then leave right after, she didn’t want to be any part of it. It had broken her the last time but this time, it would destroy her.
Maybe he felt guilty that it was his fault. That she wouldn’t have been taken if he’d put guards to protect her or if he hadn’t come at all. All of this could have been avoided if he’d done either of those things.
But he hadn’t.
