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Kenzie didn’t seem to see the problem as he smiled at one of our wonderfully helpful residents. “Thank you.”
Lord.
It was no wonder Stefan suspected something was up, but I’d have to work on that problem another time.
“I agree. He needs to be told because half the town has done something strange in front of him.” Or at the very least something not very human. “I was hoping to give him time to figure out his personal life first.”
Stretching up again, I glared at the customers who were hanging on our every word. “Which he doesn’t need anyone commenting on or trying to help him out with.”
I needed to eat at home more often.
Ignoring the grumbles and rude stares that got me, I sat down in the booth and went back to glaring at Kenzie. “However, that doesn’t seem like a reasonable goal any longer.”
I just hoped adding more insanity to his life wouldn’t push him away from me or everything I wanted to talk to him about. But considering the situation couldn’t get any worse than him playing keep-away at the playdate party, I didn’t have a choice any longer.
“That’s wonderful.” Giving me an overly cheerful smile, Kenzie wiggled excitedly as I tried to decide if his pleased expression was real or fake. “If it comes up in conversation, feel free to explain to him that I would love to come play with him, little or big. I’m interesting either way.”
Wasn’t that the truth.
Kenzie didn’t seem to realize why that was so fucking funny to everyone in the diner, so he just shook his head and ignored it. “I think he would enjoy playing with my toys even if it’s just relaxing to him.”
Frowning, Kenzie leaned his elbows on the table. “Because I’m not sure he’s a playing kind of little. He was big even when we were eating cake and coloring. It’s mind-boggling.”
Only Kenzie could say that sentence with a straight face.
“Don’t forget he’s still confused about the town, but it would also make sense if other things made him feel little.” Alick finally chimed in, shrugging as Kenzie turned to him. “Things like bottles? If he’s a younger little, the toys we were playing with might be too thinky for him? He had to use a lot of concentration to put the bracelets together.”
I wasn’t sure if that was wishful thinking or not, but I liked the way Alick saw the situation. It was much brighter than my initial doom-and-gloom assessment of how the night had gone. It would also explain a few things, but I couldn’t help wondering if that was wishful thinking too.
“Oh, that’s a good point.” Frowning again, Kenzie looked frighteningly thoughtful at Alick…that look generally came right before chaos descended. “Do you think we need to work on adding some fun things for younger littles to do?”
Before Alick could answer, Kenzie straightened and looked around the diner. “Does anyone know if we have middles? Should we have video games or board games? I don’t know what they do.”
Dragons above.
I was going to have to kill him and hide his body if he kept pulling this shit.
“I don’t know what that is and I don’t have my phone to ogle it.”
Ogle?
Oh, Google.
As another patron called out helpful advice that was surprisingly accurate for someone who was pushing ninety, I was barely holding back my temper. How chaos had taken over so quickly I’d never know…but Kenzie always had something to do with it.
“We’ll work on other options for the playdate. Why don’t you talk to Lorne and see if he thinks a survey of our current attendees would be a good idea.” Giving Kenzie something to think about besides oversharing with everyone in the diner, I took one last sip of my drink and thanked every deity I could think of that I’d already paid my bill.
“I’m going to head over to the library right now.” Because someone would be over at the library in the next five minutes asking Stefan intrusive questions if I didn’t get there first. We’d officially reached the end of their patience. “I will see you later. Enjoy your lunch.”
Escaping before anyone could be helpful or nosy, I tried to figure out how the conversation should start as I headed in the right direction, but I was still debating what to say when I arrived at the library…and that didn’t make my mood any brighter. There were too many ways for the conversation to get fucked up and for the librarian to decide to leave town at the very least.
Just the idea of having to find a new librarian made my stress level rise and that was discounting everything else.
Like how cute he was when he blushed.
And how he was always reading dirty books when he went to the diner lately.
And how adorable he’d be with a binkie…those wide eyes.
