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“And I’ll put the face on?”
“Sure. How many carrots did Chef give you?”
“Three,” she told him, brandishing her bucket in his direction.
“That means we can make three snowpeople. Better get going while we still have light. It’ll get even colder once the sun goes down.”
Chapter 6
A couple hours later, he’d unbuttoned the top half of his coveralls and tied the sleeves around his waist. Nova had shed her coat, but they both still had on their hats and mittens. It got damn cold here, might even give Enclave a run for its money. Although probably not the interior of Alaska. That was a whole other snot-frozen-to-your-beard ballgame.
“I think it’s time to head inside, little girl,” he told her.
Nova had been so freaking cute this whole time, alternately taking her snowman construction very seriously, but also laughing at his various antics, and making a few snow angels. They’d had a great time making this little snow family but it was almost dark and he didn’t want her getting chilled, especially given that they’d both worked up a sweat pushing around giant snowballs.
“I just have to finish her mouth,” she told him, and turned back to the final and smallest snow person.
He’d rustled up some sticks for the arms, and Chef had provided carrots for the noses and candy for the rest of the faces. Nova was spreading some Twizzlers to make the littlest snowgirl’s lips.
“Ta-da!” she proclaimed and held out her arms to show off their snow family.
Linc clapped and wolf whistled. “Very fine snowman construction, shortcake. Great job.”
She curtsied which was hilarious in her snow gear, and he laughed.
“All right, you. Let’s get your coat back on and head inside. Did I hear something about a hot chocolate bar?”
If he hadn’t, it wouldn’t have been an issue because on the way back to the resort, Nova gave him an extremely complete description of the delights awaiting them courtesy of Chef Connor. They really did do it up right here at Rawhide.
Outside the cafeteria, they shed some of their outerwear, and damn did it make him feel like he already had a belly full of cocoa when Nova grabbed his hand and towed him over to the hot chocolate bar. She hadn’t been exaggerating—the spread was wild and she dove right in, getting mugs for both of them and filling up hers from one of the machines.
Then she paused and turned toward him, looking kinda shy, nervous even.
“Can I have marshmallows?”
Well, fuck. When he’d first started experimenting with kink, he played mostly with bottoms because he didn’t think he wanted the responsibility of telling submissives what to do. But as he’d gained confidence and experience and felt more like the man he wanted to be, he’d found an incredible pleasure in controlling women—with their permission. And he’d found what he could only describe as bone-deep satisfaction from the role of Daddy.
Sure, Nova had been in Little space for much of the afternoon from what he could tell, but her asking his permission swelled his head. Which maybe had something to do with the fact that it was her asking.
“’Course.”
“And whipped cream?” she ventured, giving him a hopeful smile.
Damn she was cute, and he could imagine heating up milk and making mugs of cocoa for her and Cricket and maybe some of the other girls too. Regardless how things turned out here—whether he was bringing home a wife to Enclave or not—he’d pick up some fixings on his way home so the girls could enjoy a treat. They’d be thrilled. Although after they were all sugared up, their Daddies might be less so with him.
But who was he kidding? None of the men were too keen on Littles who ran completely wild, but they all loved to spoil their Little girls when they had the chance.
“Not both, silly,” he told her with a tap of his finger to the tip of her pert little nose. “Nice try though. Why don’t you pick one and you can have the other one tomorrow?”
Nova’s green eyes, the color of kelp, went wide with a blink but then she smiled. “Tomorrow?”
“Yeah, tomorrow. Sounds like the Littles’ Wing is going to be busy for the whole week so we can do something like this again while I’m here.”
“Um, okay.”
“Here, little girl. Let it cool off a bit because it’s hot and I don’t want you burning your tongue.”
Linc took her mug and had a spike ofoh, fuckwhen her chin wrinkled. Had he—
