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You don’t know me, you shouldn’t ask a stranger to be your Daddy. You should know better, little girl.
His heart hammered as he waited for her reply. He scrubbed his hand over his short hair, then over his thick, dark beard. He nearly lept off the bed when she replied.
LittleAbbie:
So you’re saying if I did know you, there would be a chance to convince you to be my Daddy?
He barked out a laugh. Little thing had a way of twisting words to get what she wanted. She might have a bit of brat in her, something he desperately wanted in a Little.
Shit.
She might be perfect for him. But just like he was a stranger to her, she was one to him, too. He had to make sure she was legit and not some greasy old guy getting off on playing with grown men.
The thought made him queasy. Well, multiple things did. He doubted she was some old perv, but he didn’t doubt she’d had a million replies. Was she talking to them all like she was talking to him?
That didn’t sit right.
He needed her to be his, and only his.
JettMechanic:
Maybe.
LittleAbbie:
Then it’s settled. We’ll get to know each other, and while we do, I’ll convince you to be my Daddy. Deal?
He grinned, but his body still felt too tight. To pent up with possessiveness. This could backfire on him. It could scare her away before he ever had a chance, but he had to know he was the only man in her life.
JettMechanic:
On one condition.
LittleAbbie:
I’m listening.
JettMechanic:
I’m the only one you can talk to. No other men. No other Daddies. Just me.
Like he expected, her reply wasn’t immediate. She was probably contemplating blocking him and calling the cops to make sure he didn’t stalk her. He wouldn’t do that, though. And if she told him to fuck off, or that she wanted to keep her options open then…
Then what?
He’d have to respect it. It was her decision, her life. He had no right to demand this of her, yet he didn’t take the words back.
His phone vibrated, and his stomach flipped as he opened the message.
LittleAbbie:
Deal. You’re my one and only Daddy.
Fuck, those words shouldn’t make his heart tighten the way they did. This was the first, and likely only, conversation he’d ever had with her, he couldn’t get attached.
Yet he was.
He didn’t want to sleep. Didn’t want to eat, or go to work, or do anything besides talk to this girl.
