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“Where did you come from?”

He had to smile. “Everywhere and nowhere. But originally? Texas. My ma, she was from New Orleans and my pa owned a small ranch.”

“Oh wow. That’s how come you work on a ranch now?”

“I’m good with horses.”

“Somehow, I feel that’s an understatement.”

He brushed her hair off her face. “Tell me what you meant.”

“Just that, I, um . . . well, I didn’t know that I was a Little. I like pretty, cute things, but I thought that was just me. And the thumb sucking . . . well, lots of adults do that, right? Then I started reading CJ Bennett’s books?—”

“CJ Bennett? Caley’s books?”

“You know her?” she asked.

“I’ve met her a few times,” he replied.

“I’ve seen her a few times, but I haven’t been brave enough to talk to her. Her books just resonate with me. They felt so right. I could see myself as the Little in her books.” She was red by the time she finished talking.

“You don’t have to be embarrassed with me, baby. In case you didn’t guess, I’ve been a Dominant for a long time. And I’ve dated a few Littles. I was with one for a few months.”

“Oh.” She scowled. “I don’t think I want to hear about that.”

Amusement filled him. She was like an angry kitten, ready to hiss and show her claws.

“All right. We won’t talk about her.”

“You’re a Daddy?”

“Yeah. When I have the right girl, I like being a Daddy Dom. In any relationship, I like being in charge. In control. Especially in the bedroom. But with a Little, I get to be more nurturing as well.”

“Funny, I just never saw you as a nurturer.”

“Maybe you weren’t looking at me properly.”

“Well, you were always in the shadows looming over me. Like a vampire.”

He threw back his head and laughed. “I promise, baby. The last thing I want is to suck your blood.”

“Yeah? Do you want to suck something else instead?” she asked.

Heat filled him. “Something else? Yeah . . . I wouldn’t mind that at all.” His gaze dropped to her breasts.

She shifted around in the seat. He wasn’t sure if it was out of arousal or another reason. If only he had the right to find out.

One day.

She yawned again. Poor baby. He needed to get her into bed. But there was just one thing. “Why don’t you tell your friends? Why does just Loki know?”

“I mean . . . I don’t know if he does know for sure. But he did buy me a pacifier and footy pajamas for Christmas, so I’m guessing he does. Oh, and he also gave me all of CJ Bennett’s books in paperback. I had been saving up for them. Now, I just have to figure out how to get them signed.”

“I could ask her.”

Her eyes widened. “Really? But no . . . that doesn’t seem very nice.”

“Why not?”

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