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I headed towards the bar. I was trying not to walk like my cock was about to pop out of my pants—even though it was. I loved my girl and I had let too many days pass since I had made love to her beautiful body. She and I had both been so preoccupied with whatever burden she was keeping and the bar that we had neglected our physical needs.
“Well, that was insanely hot,” Maddox commented once we were sitting at the counter.
I laughed and shook my head. “I just needed a little taste.”
“Just a little?” he asked after I ordered us beers.
“I’ve been letting whatever is bothering her—along with the renovations—take too much out of us lately. I think she and I will have a special night tonight,” I said as I took a sip of my beer.
“So I should stay at a hotel? Noted.”
I laughed and bumped his shoulder with mine. I knew he was teasing. I’d had several rooms at the house soundproofed before he started with us, just in case.
“I’m sorry I interrupted you guys earlier. I think she was going to tell you what was bothering her,” he said after a moment. “It would have been better than sitting here with this dark cloud hanging over our heads.”
His apology, though unnecessary, warmed my heart.
“We’ll get it out of her eventually. She did let me know that it has something to do with you and that eased my mind a lot. I know it’s not as bad as we’d been thinking.”
He turned and looked at me in concern. “About me?” he questioned.
“I think it’s something really simple. Well, simple to us, not simple to her anxious Little brain,” I said. I didn’t want him to think I was blaming him. Relationships like ours often needed a lot of navigation. I knew we’d have frequent bumps in the road. This was just a small one. I was sure whatever was bothering him was simple too, but I was growing more convinced the problems were intertwined.
Maddox looked bothered, and I placed my hand on his broad shoulder. “Hey, it’s okay. Neither one of us is upset with you. We’ll get it all worked out, but just like Reagan, I think you’re worried about something too and I think that maybe you know what’s bothering our girl.”
"I really don't know what has her so upset. I wish I did."
"Has she done anything that has given you a hint at what might be upsetting her? Think hard, maybe it's just not obvious."
“Today when… I think…” he said as he played with his beer bottle.
This was one of the things I loved about Maddox and Reagan—they were both so sensitive. They hated the idea of upsetting anyone and they had the biggest hearts. The Grinch had a heart that was “three sizes too small.” I think Maddox and Reagan had hearts that were three sizes too big.
“You can tell me, Maddox, I’m not going to get upset.” He rubbed his hands over his jeans and rocked on the stool. He looked pale, and sweat beaded on his brow.
“She was just…embarrassed and maybe a little confused. I’m a little confused too,” he added, letting me see just a bit of vulnerability.
“Do you think you’re both struggling with the same problem?” I asked gently.
“Maybe. I didn’t think that until now, but earlier I noticed…” He sighed.
“You noticed what, Maddox?”
“I noticed after I spanked her that she was really wet. I think it embarrassed her or worried her. She wouldn’t talk to me about it, but she did say she was sorry and she didn't mean for it to happen. It broke my heart. I never want her to feel guilty for something like that. I can’t count how many hard-ons I’ve sported since I’ve been working with you guys. Sometimes I have to think of your great grandma to get my cock under control. Nana Barker would be so ashamed of me.”
I laughed even though he was deflecting. He was telling the truth though. Occasionally I worried about him having a permanent pair of blue balls. Reagan was gorgeous, and the way she was so unaware of her innocence was extremely sexy to a Dom. I understood how his body reacted to her.
“I just worry that I’ve made her ashamed about telling us or that she’s worried I’m going to be angry. I’m so sorry if I’ve made her feel that way. I’ve tried to talk to her, but she just keeps shutting me down. At first, I thought she was just embarrassed, but the more I think about it, the more I think maybe it’s something else. Maybe she has feelings for me.”
I processed his words for a minute. “And you think this is the secret she’s been hiding?” I asked.
“I haven't seen any other proof, but what if she has and that’s why she’s been so upset? She is so sensitive, and I bet she’s confused and feeling guilty.”
My heart clinched painfully in my chest. My poor baby.
“She does feel guilty often,” I agreed. It bothered my Daddy heart that she was carrying so much weight on her shoulders. It bothered me even more that if this was bothering her, that she thought we would be upset with her. I thought our relationship was built on more faith in each other.
We were quiet for a moment before I continued on with the conversation. “We talked about what we would do if one of you developed feelings for the other,” I pointed out. “Maybe we should have that talk with her now?” I worked hard to keep my tone encouraging. I didn’t want him to freak him out. I still wasn't sure what was wrong with him, but I was getting an idea. I had a feeling he was having feelings for Reagan too and was also “confused and feeling a little guilty.”
