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“Sounds great. Thanks.”

A short while later, Kaylee bustled out of the gift shop with her bags in hand. She hurried back to her room and set everything out on the bed. She’d purchased a selection of new panties, unsure which ones she ought to wear tonight. She could go with lace-trimmed red panties or maybe the white ones with tiny Christmas trees covering them. Or even just plain white underwear. Those held a certain innocence to them, didn’t they? Hm. In the end, she decided on the holiday panties. She didn’t think she needed a bra, since the front of the dress was snug and supportive, and she wasn’t sure if Littles were supposed to wear bras anyway. For a second, she considered rushing downstairs to find Sadie or another Little who might offer her some advice, but she quickly decided against it. She was probably overthinking things, and it likely didn’t matter whether she wore a bra or not.

What about makeup? It was an evening dinner date. She didn’t plan to go full glam, but should she wear a moderate amount or none at all?

At the restaurant, should she order what she really wanted to eat or opt for one of the Little-friendly meals like nuggets or pizza? She groaned and flopped onto the bed, scrubbing a hand down her face.

She let her thoughts return to how dreamy Stephen was. He checked off all her boxes. Older, handsome, tall, broad-shouldered, good sense of humor, caring demeanor, playful, and the list went on and on. A spasm of heat flared in her core when she recalled how scrumptious he looked in a pair of jeans. Those pulses intensified when she remembered the feel of his bulge when she’d impulsively rubbed a napkin over his wet crotch. She still couldn’t believe she’d done that.

She checked the time. It was just after four. She had two hours to go until her date with Stephen. Since she’d missed her morning walk and it was still snowing outside, she decided on a trip to the gym followed by a long swim in the Olympic-size pool. To her shock, when she exited the pool after completing her usual thirty laps, she spotted Stephen walking around the other side near the lifeguard stand.

Speedo. He was wearing a Speedo.

Her mouth went dry as she ogled him from afar.

His sculpted chest was covered in a layer of dark hair, thick but not too thick. Not wanting to be caught staring, she grabbed her towel and wrapped it around herself, then sat in a nearby chair. Stephen spoke to the lifeguard for a few minutes before heading to the diving board. His thigh muscles flexed as he climbed the ladder, and oh how she wished she had a better view of his butt.

She felt like a total voyeur and wondered if she ought to leave. What would he think if he discovered her sitting near the pool watching his every move like a freaking stalker? She promised herself she would leave the moment he dove into the pool. That way she’d only be a half-stalker.

His form was perfect. She held her breath and clutched the towel tighter as he tucked his sexy as fuck body down and dove into the water, his movements quick but graceful. Wow. Color her impressed.

Remembering her plan not to get caught stalking, she hurried to the locker room, rinsed off, and got dressed. She would take a much longer shower, or maybe a bath, back in her room. She wanted to do a better job of shaving her legs than she had this morning and groom her nether area. Maybe even shave it. Yes, that’s exactly what she would do.

She hurried upstairs to get ready, her anticipation for the night to come growing with each passing second.

Chapter 8

Stephen waited by the elevators, his heart skipping a beat each time the doors opened. He was about twenty minutes early, but he was so excited about his date with Kaylee that he hadn’t been able to remain in his apartment. So, he’d come to the main lodge to hold vigil at the elevators he knew Kaylee would take, hoping for an early glimpse of her.

After their impromptu breakfast date, he’d returned to his apartment to get some sleep, but he hadn’t managed more than four hours. After tossing and turning, he’d gone for a long swim followed by a jog on a treadmill in the gym. He enjoyed running outside, but that simply wasn’t possible during a snowstorm. Last he’d heard, it wasn’t supposed to stop snowing until tomorrow morning.

Hm. He realized he never did get around to asking Kaylee why she’d been on her way outside this morning in the snow. Wearing nothing but a sweater, hat, and gloves. No coat. No boots. Little or not, he would have a talk with her and make sure she understood it wasn’t safe to go out in such severe weather. Especially when the visibility was so poor. She could’ve easily gotten lost while walking outside.

There it was again. That protectiveness he felt for her.

The elevator opened yet again but sadly it wasn’t Kaylee. A Little wearing a holiday dress stepped off, her hair done up in pigtails tied with festive ribbon. But suddenly he did a double take. Because itwasKaylee, and she was dressed like a Little. Shock resounded within him. God, she was so adorable he found himself momentarily speechless as she approached.

He reached for her hands and looked her up and down. “Wow, sweetheart, you look beautiful.”

Her eyes gleamed with uncertainty, and a shaky breath escaped her as she fidgeted in place. “I kept thinking about how you’re a Daddy and I like the way I feel around you. I visited the gift shop today and got this outfit because I thought…” Her voice trailed off and she flushed.

“Because you thought what?” He pulled her closer and inhaled deeply of her scent. She smelled like vanilla and peppermint and something else he couldn’t put his finger on, but he wanted to devour every inch of her.

“Nothing, just wanted to surprise you, I guess.” The uncertainty in her eyes deepened.

He gave her a skeptical look and guided her to a bench in a secluded alcove. There was a steady flow of people going to and from the restaurants and he wanted to have a bit of privacy with Kaylee before they had dinner. He wanted to know her exact reasons for dressing up for him.

He placed a finger beneath her chin and forced her eyes to his. “Tell me what you’re thinking, sweetheart. Why did you dress like a Little for our date?”

Her face fell. “Are you disappointed?” She tried to move away from him, but he grasped her face gently and scooted closer to her, not allowing her to escape. “I thought you would like how I was dressed.”

“I’m not disappointed, baby. Not in the least.” He paused for a moment as he searched for the right words. “Yes, I’m a Daddy, and yes, I’m hoping to find a special Little to call my own. That’s the main reason I moved to Rawhide Ranch. But I wouldn’t want you dressing up just because you think I won’t like you if you wear adult clothes. I really enjoyed our time together today and I want to spend more time with you, even if you don’t have a Little side. That being said, if you think you might have a Little side, I would be honored if you choose me to help you explore it.” He stroked her cheek with his thumb and gave her an encouraging look. Desire pulsed through him and not for the first time in her presence today, his pants became too tight.

She exhaled slowly and the worry in her eyes dissipated. “I never thought I might have a Little side until I met you,” she confessed. “The way we flirted and the way you playfully scolded me… well, it made me feel all warm inside and very excited. I couldn’t stop thinking about how you helped take care of my burned hands and then how you cleaned the water off me and how gentle and sweet you were. I thought if I showed up dressed like this that you’d possibly consider…” Her voice trailed off again. “Oh, please don’t make me say it.”

“Possibly consider what?” He gave her another encouraging look, this one infused with a bit of sternness. He never wanted to assume her needs. He wanted her to voice them and ask for what she specifically desired. “You’re safe right now, sweetheart, and I promise I won’t judge you for whatever you’re about to say.”

She sighed. “Okay, okay. Um, well, I thought if I dressed like this, that maybe after dinner we might end up back at your place or my room. I thought we might enjoy some Daddy/Little activities together.” Tears sprang to her eyes, and she blinked rapidly and tried to pull away from him, but he wouldn’t allow her to hide. He didn’t understand why she was crying, but he wrapped her in his arms and gave her a big hug.

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