My Young Rebel Daddy (The Young Daddies #3)

17. Nick

Chapter 17

Nick

Wowzers – the last six months have been a total blast!

Daddy did a great job in getting our brand-new home ready ahead of schedule and brought together some sub-contractors to make everything possible.

When the day came for us to finally move in, I was blown away at how incredible it felt to step inside my forever home.

With the marble floor and perfectly clean and fresh furnishings, this is truly the kind of home that I can see myself living in forever more – with my Daddy alongside me of course.

The playroom is big and has the kind of space that allows me to have my toys out, and my crafting activities, and all my stuffies – with pride of place going to Rosie of course!

We hired a brilliant local artist to paint the playroom walls in a collage of jungle, outer space, and underwater themes. It’s certainly eclectic, but what started out as a blank canvas is now the most perfect room of them all.

But the highlight of the playroom has to be the huge bear stuffie, all six feet of him. But he’s not just any old bear, he’s a Construction Bear called Maximus!

With his yellow safety hat and blue denim dungarees, the big bear is perfect for snuggling on and dozing off for a nap when I’m done playing.

But of course as much as I love my giant new stuffie Maximus, nothing beats the real thing – my Forever Daddy!

Thinking back on it now, it’s crazy that for so long in my life I lived without Jason. But I knew from the second that we met that he was going to be my dream younger Daddy.

There was something in his eyes that told me he had all the qualities I was looking for – and the fact he rocks the best body I’ve ever clapped my eyes on doesn’t hurt either…

Everything between us just fits, both physically and mentally.

I know how lucky I am to have found my true Daddy, and it feels incredible to know that he feels the same way about me too.

All of those wasted years of getting jerked around by deceitful Daddies in the city who were only after my money seem like a distant memory now – and that’s where I intend to keep them.

I have a Daddy who loves me for me, and I know that he’d be with me even if I was broke and had less than a dollar to my name.

Speaking of dollars, I’m still trying to wrap my head around how expensive our housewarming party is turning out to be – hey, it’s a one-off, I’m not going to sweat it too much!

But I don’t think my Daddy feels the same way…

‘Three hundred bucks on ice-pops?!’ Jason bellows, his voice carrying across the kitchen and into the playroom. ‘Boy! We need to discuss that!’

‘ Waaaa ! Chillout, Daddy!’ I giggle, rolling around on the floor in my puppy romper with the doggy-ears hood. ‘Ruff-ruff! Milky time!’

‘I see my pup is ready for milkies,’ Jason says, smiling warmly as he enters the playroom. ‘Good job I’ve come prepared and fully equipped.’

I giggle and climb up onto my giant bear stuffie Maximus as I watch Daddy walk over toward me with a bottle of warm milk.

‘Woof-woof!’ I yap, enthusiastic to get that first taste of sweet milk inside my tummy.

‘That’s a good boy,’ Daddy says as he cozies up on the bear stuffie next to me and presents the milk bottle teat. ‘Now have at it! I want to see you drink it all down before nap time. We’ve got a busy day ahead, you need to refuel and rest up.’

‘Yes, Daddy, woof-woof,’ I say before eagerly clamping down on the teat and sucking the milk down with enthusiasm.

‘Not too fast,’ Daddy says, a cautious tone in his voice. ‘I don’t want this all coming right back up!’

I nod my head and slow my pace down a touch.

The milk feels so warm and wholesome as I drink it down, and it doesn’t take long for my eyes to start to droop either.

I bring Rosie in close in one arm and snuggle myself closer to my Daddy.

The more of the milk I drink, the more I can feel myself gradually begin to drift off to sleep for a much-needed nap.

Thoughts of Daddy…

Snuggling…

Milkies make me fall aslee…

‘ Huh ? How long have I been asleep for?’ I say, slowly coming to and rolling off Maximus, the giant bear stuffie. ‘Daddy?’

‘Ah, you’re awake my darling baby boy,’ Daddy says as he walks into the playroom and lifts me up into his arms. ‘Looks like someone needs their diaper changed.’

‘Whoops!’ I giggle, the diaper full and my butt ready for a freshen up under the tender hands of my Daddy. ‘I definitely think I made enough wee-wee to last me all day.’

‘We’ll see about that,’ Daddy says, taking me over to the specially designated changing area on the far side of the playroom.

As my Daddy lays me down and expertly opens up my romper and whips my diaper off, I can see the loving care and attention he pays me.

I’ve struck gold with Jason Rock, and I think I could have spent the rest of eternity searching for a man like him and not found anyone who could compare.

When I first realized all those years ago that I was a Little, I began to hang out in Little clubs and do research on the internet.

It was fun learning about the culture and how open-minded it was. But what I saw so little of was younger Daddies with older Littles.

For a long time, I just didn’t think that it was possible that I would be able to have a Daddy like Jason – and thank heavens I didn’t give up on that dream either!

I should have known that I’d find my dream Daddy one day, but I have to admit that there were times back in the city where I really thought my destiny was to be alone and without my one true love.

Even now, I sometimes have to pinch myself to confirm that this is real life and actually happening to me.

Sometimes when I’m working at The Little Petal, I get distracted by thoughts that this could be all one big, super-intense dream – and it occasionally takes an irate customer to remind me that no, this is very much reality!

But seriously, as I’m lying here and watching my Daddy powder my butt, I feel so safe, nourished, and loved that I think all the years without Jason might simply have been a way of preparing me to really savor and cherish when he finally did show up in my life.

‘I’m a lucky Little,’ I sing, playfully kicking my legs as Daddy puts the finishing touches on my fresh diaper. ‘I’m a lucky Little with the best Daddy in the whole wide world!’

‘And I’m the luckiest Daddy too,’ Jason replies. ‘Now let’s go and finish the prep for tomorrow’s party. We’ve got some hungry Daddies coming over and I don’t want any one of my crew giving me crap about not having enough snacks for them to go with their beers!’

‘Yes, Daddy!’ I giggle, getting up on my feet and walking through to the kitchen, hand in hand with the best Daddy a Little could ever wish for.

I’m in love – and that feeling will only get stronger.

We fought for our dream home, and now it’s time to enjoy it!