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Papa Ansel had even asked if he could have my elephant picture.
That had to mean something, right?
Little me had nearly completely disappeared with the confusing thoughts running through my head, and it was almost time to go be a grown-up again, but I didn’t want to move until I knew what would happen next. I couldn’t hide forever, though, because all the other littles except Gideon had gone home, the TV show we’d been watching was almost over, and Papa Ansel was already talking to Uncle Jarrett about Daddy things over in the corner.
Did that mean he was going to leave?
Would he come back?
When was he going to come back?
“You’re being silly. Go talk to him.” Gideon’s quiet words made me jump, which earned a giggle from the naughty little. “This silly boy is going to miss out on a sweet Daddy if he’s too shy.”
Yeah, because the silly boy in question wassoloud and brave.
Maybe Papa Ansel would read the silly boy’s mind?
Inching closer to Gideon, I took my binkie out. “But he’s…”
He might say no.
He might not have noticed me.
Maybe he’d asked for pictures from everyone?
Whispering, Gideon frowned at me as he wiggled closer. “He asked for your picture. He came to visit to look for a little. He thought about his name. And you likebigalphas.”
That had me blushing guiltily but it made Gideon giggle. “I bet he could pick you up and carry you around too.”
He was so naughty.
“You need to stop talking your Daddy into doing grown-up things in the playroom.” Gideon was still nervous around other people when he was little but he wasn’t nervous with his Daddy. Nope. He was almost Austin-level naughty when he was with his Daddy.
It was one of the reasons I liked him.
Gideon shook his head as he grinned wickedly. “Not going to promise that. But I’ve seen Papa Ansel around the club, and I think he likes naughty grown-up things too.”
With a little or just with the other regular subs?
I couldn’t help looking over at the two alphas whispering in the corner. “He has my picture.”
Gideon nodded and his smile got even wider. “He talked about it too and told you a story.”
“He toldeveryonea story.” And he’d read books for Dessie and the other littles too. “He might not like me special.”
He might just be looking at the littles and not actually shopping for one.
People did that with puppies too.
They’d look but wouldn’t touch.
Would Papa Ansel want to touch?
“He doesn’t know you yet, silly.” Gideon shook his head like he thought I was being ridiculous. “He kept looking at you, though, and he didn’t get nervous when you were sitting next to him when he was reading. Oh, and he smiles at you a lot.”
I was pretty sure he was smiling at everyone to help us remember that he wasn’t big and scary. He was just big without the scary part.
“Maybe he’ll come back.” Yes, I was good at being patient. “I’ll color him another picture next time.”
