Chapter 2
Chapter Two
Kip
The sound of a door shutting reached my ears, and I glanced over, doing a double take when I saw the guy who got out of the passenger side of the tow truck. I hadn’t been sure what to expect when I’d seen the car, but it hadn’t been him. He didn’t fit the bill I was used to.
Michelle was right. He really was fucking perfect—all pale skin, midnight black hair, and icy blue eyes. Sadness seemed to linger just beneath the surface, and it made the Daddy in me rise up. I wanted to protect him and take care of him. To help him heal from whatever had hurt him.
One look at my wife as she rounded the front of the truck told me she felt the same urges I did.
“Why don’t you go on into the office?” Michelle suggested as she stopped in front of the boy. “Kip and I will get this off the truck real quick.”
“No, you’ll go in that office and eat lunch like I said you would do when you got back,” I said, shooting her a pointed look.
The little brat rolled her eyes, but a small smile played at her lips.
She was a Domme through and through, but she also loved submitting to me.
And I loved being in charge. Taking care of her.
I arched a brow at her, and she huffed. “Fine. Looks like we’re both going into the office,” she said, turning on her heel and marching toward the door.
The boy smirked as he watched her walk away. I came up beside him and gently pressed on the middle of his back, making him jolt in surprise.
“Come on,” I urged. “There’s enough pizza to go around if you’re hungry.”
“Um, sure,” he said. “I just need to make a phone call first, so I can get a ride home.”
I nodded in understanding and dropped my hand from his back, leaving him to do just that as I pushed open the door to the office.
Michelle was already sitting behind the desk, a pizza slice in her hand.
She looked up when I entered, frowning when she noticed the boy didn’t come in behind me. “Where is he?”
“Outside making a phone call.” I opened the pizza box. “What’s his name?”
She shrugged. “I didn’t ask. Didn’t want to be too forward and potentially scare him off. I figured I’d get his name when we put his information into the system for his car.”
I nodded, agreeing with her. The door opened behind me just as I grabbed a slice of pizza, and I turned, watching as the boy walked inside, looking frustrated.
When he noticed us watching, he quickly wiped the expression off his face with practiced ease and smiled.
If I hadn’t just seen how irritated he looked, I’d have thought his smile was real.
It was unsettling how… true it looked.
I pointed to the chair on the other side of the desk.
“Sit. Eat. Everything okay?” I asked, propping my hip on the desk.
He nodded and grabbed a slice of pizza from the box. “Thanks for the food. I’m starving. And yeah, everything is fine. Just my best friend being a dick.”
Michelle frowned. “Not very much of a friend if he’s being a dick, bub.”
He flushed a little at the nickname she’d given him, and fuck, the way his pale skin turned just a tiny bit pink… Damn, what did the rest of his body look like when it was that color? Did he blush like that when someone was worshiping his perfect as fuck body?
“No, it’s not like that,” he rushed to say.
“Hudson is just… rich. And he and his fiancé feel the need to take care of every financial thing that comes up in my life. It’s endearing but also a bit frustrating.
Makes me feel like a burden, I guess? I don’t know.
” He frowned then, staring at the pizza like it’d offended him.
“I don’t know why I just dumped all my shit out like that. I don’t normally do that. Sorry.”
I huffed a quiet laugh. “Nothing to be sorry for, chibi.” Little just seemed to fit him. Because while he definitely wasn’t a small man—he was taller than Michelle and broad shouldered—he just seemed… small in so many other ways.
He really pulled out the protective instincts in me.
“What’s your name?” Michelle asked, wiping her hands on a napkin before turning to the computer. “I need to put your information into the system, so we can keep you up to date on your car.”
“Oh.” Corvus sighed. “Sorry. I’m not usually this fucking stupid. It’s been a long day.”
I frowned at the boy but didn’t reprimand him on his negative view of himself. But if he were mine, I’d have put him over my knee and spanked him for saying a thing like that. He wasn’t stupid. I could sense that, but he was tired, and not in the way sleep could help.
“My name is Corvus. Corvus Rushing.” He rattled off his phone number. “I’d give you my debit card information, so you could just charge me whatever it costs to fix my car, but Hudson is on his way, and I know he’ll end up giving you his credit card info anyway.”
Corvus… It fit him. It was a different name. Perfect for a boy who was definitely unlike any other.
The sound of a car riding onto the gravel lot reached my ears, and I looked out the glass door to the parking lot, where a young man about Corvus’s age got out of the driver’s seat of a Porsche 718 Spyder.
Impressed, I whistled low, my brows rising. “That your friend?”
Corvus turned and nodded. “Yep. That’s Hudson.”
The guy slid a pair of expensive shades to the top of his head as he opened the door to the office and stepped inside.
He wore worn, faded jeans, expensive sneakers, and a plain black t-shirt.
It was odd to see a mix of normal and expensive items and accessories on the man, but when I saw the diamond glinting on his ring finger, I realized his fiancé was probably the reason he wore shades that probably cost as much as my car and drove a vehicle that cost over one hundred and fifty thousand dollars.
“I don’t appreciate being hung up on. Why didn’t you call me first?” Hudson demanded.
Corvus rolled his eyes. “Because I can take care of this myself.”
Hudson grunted in annoyance and pulled out his wallet. “Yeah, well, I was going to let you until you hung up on me. Then, I called Kreed to bitch, and he told me to make sure the tow and repairs are taken care of. So, take it up with him.”
Corvus huffed, curling his lip in distaste when Hudson handed a black card to Michelle. Michelle glanced between the two of them before shrugging and typing the card information into the system.
“Did you get enough to eat, chibi?” I asked, looking back at Corvus.
He nodded, smiling. “I did, thanks.”
That time, the smile reached his eyes. And fuck, my heart tripped over in my chest. I wanted him, and I knew Michelle and I would stop at nothing to have him. But we had to be careful. Something told me, when it came to commitment, the boy would be skittish as hell. Like a scared little kitten.
“Well, I haven’t eaten,” Hudson said, taking his card back. “So, let’s go. I’m craving pho.”
Corvus rose. “I’ll meet you in the car.”
Hudson turned on his heel without a word to either of us, leaving just as quickly as he’d come in.
Looking at the two of us, Corvus shoved his hands into his pockets, like he wasn’t sure what to do with them. It was adorable. “Thank you for the help today. Just call me with any updates. Texts are cool, too.”
And then, he spun on his heel and rushed out the door. I didn’t look away from him until Hudson rolled off the lot, taking him away from us.
“I want him, Kip,” Michelle said.
I nodded, forcing my gaze away from the spot he’d been in, so I could look at my beautiful wife, her creamy skin covered in tattoos and grease stains that would take a good bit of scrubbing to get off her fingers.
With her hair in a messy bun and no makeup on her face, she was still the most beautiful woman in the fucking world.
“I do, too, tsuma. And we’ll have him. I promise.” I nodded my chin toward the pizza box. “Eat another slice, then let’s get his car off the truck. I want to start work on it as soon as possible.”
“At first,” she said, halting me, “I thought he was a spoiled rich boy, but I’m beginning to think differently. I think his best friend is trying to take care of him.”
I nodded in agreement. “He’s a Little, tsuma, even if he doesn’t realize it yet. All that stammering with us? He instinctively knows because he was a completely different person with his friend.” I gave her a soft smile. “Patience, you hear me?”
She scrunched her nose in distaste. “Ugh. Not one of my virtues, baby.”
I chuckled. “Make it one of them.”
Then, I pushed out the door into the garage to get a little more work done while she finished eating.