“Both of them are going to be here tomorrow.”
“Both of them?” Did he order both? But he said I could have the kangaroo, not the cute, pink dragon.
“You were such a brave Boy for me earlier, showing me your scars and your diaper. It’s a reward for my special Boy.”
Oh. Wow. I cuddled closer and raised my head until I could kiss him. It was sweet and gentle, and Caden wrapped his arms around me, holding me close, while the kiss lasted. Then Caden pulled back and smiled at me.
“Thank you, Daddy.”
“You’re welcome, Cupcake. Do you want your bottle and a movie now?”
“And more cuddles.” Caden’s chest vibrated under me as he laughed.
“Yes. More cuddles, too. What movie do you want to watch?”
“Can I choose whatever I want?” That had Caden laughing again.
“Absolutely not.” Curious about that answer, I looked at him, wondering why Caden found that question so funny. “You’ve met Josh, right?” I nodded, and he continued, “Well, even when he’s Little, he tries to convince his Daddy to let him watch XXX.”
“Why would he want to watch that when there are so many other funny movies?”
“I don’t know. I just wanted to make sure that we’re not watching something involving weapons or explosions.”
That had me frowning. “But…I wanted to watch Zootopia.”
“Ah. Judy Hobbs is an exception when it comes to weapons. One hour and then I start dinner, okay?”
“Okay.”Caden retook his iPad, while I snuggled as close as I could into him. After he’d set up the movie, he took the bottle and pushed the nipple against my lips. Sucking the liquid out, I almost moaned. Chocolate milk. Caden closed his arms around me. With a sigh, I leaned into his embrace. Drinking from my bottle, I reached out and started to play with Daddy's tie while we watched the movie.
Whenever Caden laughed, I could feel his chest vibrate under my fingers and giggled with him. It was perfect. The blanket fort was cozy and comfortable, and I enjoyed Caden’s embrace and the movie. My bottle had gone empty a while ago, but I still suckled on the nipple. My binky would have been even better, but I forgot to bring it. Oh well.
But since I finished my bottle, that meant that my bladder was full now and ready to burst. Starting to wiggle around, I tried to decide what to do about it. Not that I had a choice about it. It was inevitable I would need a dry diaper; the question was, how did I feel about Caden changing them. Turning my head, I peeked at him, only to find him watching me. He was relaxed, confident, and there was so much warmth in his eyes. He made sure that I could use my safeword whenever I needed it. No matter what. Swallowing, I wiggled until I could turn around to look at him.
“Daddy?”
“Yes, Baby?”
Okay, now what? This was new, and I had to tell my Daddy I was wet. Well, maybe I could try it with body language. I looked at him, bit my lip, and started to rub my groin against his. But that only got me raised eyebrows. Maybe wiggling my butt would tell him something. I could almost see a lightbulb go on over his head when he finally understood.
“Are you wet, sweetie? Do you need Daddy to change your diaper?”
Oh, thank God, Daddy was good at charades. Blushing, I nodded, but Daddy just reached around me and put the iPad away. Then he reached out and gently stroke my cheek. “Thank you for telling me, sweetie. Let’s get you changed, and then I’ll make dinner.”
“But what about Judy?”
“We can finish the movie after dinner.”
“Okay.” That meant more cuddling in our blanket fort, and that made me smile. But business first. Caden reminded me as his hand patted my bottom.
“You mentioned a playroom when I arrived. Any chance you have a changing table in there?”
My cheeks probably went from cute pink to tomato red, but I nodded. When I bought the old factory and first seen the upper floor, I had immediately envisioned a cute playroom within the space. Even without a Daddy, I built it, and nobody had ever seen it. Well, apart from Ava and Owen. But if I wanted Caden to be my Daddy, I shouldn’t hide the most critical part of me from him.
“Do you…” I cleared my throat. “Do you want to see it?”
“Yes, Cupcake. I’d love to.”
Chapter 8
Caden
Henry vibrated with nervous energy as he led me through the apartment to a closed door in the back. There were not many doors, and I already figured that Henry only had closed doors, where he needed privacy. The bathrooms, the guest bedroom, his bedroom, and his playroom. I wasn’t an architect by any means, but even I could tell that since the apartment took up the whole top floor, the playroom must be enormous.
It was not what I expected, and I gasped when Henry opened the door. It wasn’t the first playroom I had seen since I had been in Sam’s with its underwater scene. But this…it was an actual nursery. There were garden murals over every wall that made the space look whimsical and fun. There were colorful flowers, butterflies, and little fairies. The toadstools looked like the houses the Smurfs lived in. Complete with the white stems as walls and red roofs with white spots. Looking over the entire scene, from his perch in the mountains, was an adorable light pink dragon with a silly grin. The dragon looked like the jammies Henry had picked out earlier.
The furniture was white, making the room even brighter. White bookshelves were along the wall and filled with books and toys. There was a changing table, a crib, and a small bench under one window. That window must have been where Henry
