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“Well, uh, right.” God, why couldn’t she talk in sentences? “It’s just that we’re . . . I’m not entirely sure what we are. Well, where this is going. hasn’t mentioned the future or what we’re calling this. But he likes to boss me around.”
“Yeah, that seems about right for these guys. My Papi is the same.”
“Your dad is the same?”
“Oh.” Cat laughed. “Sorry, Alejandro is my Papi. My Daddy. I’m a Little.”
Wow. She said that with such ease. As though it was normal.
Matt had never wanted her to tell anyone. It had been their dirty little secret. Even though her family knew about her, he still hadn’t wanted her to talk to them about it or let her Little out in front of them.
But then, when you were Cat De Leon, would anyone ever dare to make you feel bad about something?
“Cat,” Rafael growled.
She sighed and turned to him. “Relax, McGrumpface. We’re best buds. Blossom isn’t going to use that information against me, are you, Blossom?” Cat leaned forward. “Are you a Little too? Because I always had the feeling that Reuben was a Daddy Dom. The way he took care of his sister for years before she found her guys . . . yeah, I thought he might be.”
“I . . . I . . . ”
Faith swore she could hear Mr. Muscles swearing. Although he seemed to be a man of few words, so maybe she imagined that.
“I am.” Would Reuben want her to admit that? Too late now. Plus, it seemed like he and Cat were close.
Oh God. What if he didn’t want anyone to know, though? Now, she felt ill.
“Good. We can have playdates and go shopping together and think up some really good pranks.”
“Pranks?” Oh no. She couldn’t do that. Reuben would kill her. “I don’t think that’s wise.”
“Wise? No. Fun? Yes.”
Fun? When was the last time she’d had fun?
“Oh yeah, we’re going to be the best of friends, Blossom. I don’t really have many here in the city, do you?”
There was something in Cat’s face. A flash of vulnerability. Maybe even loneliness. She glanced up at Rafael and saw him watching Cat closely with something like . . . affection?
“No, I don’t.”
She used to. But now it felt like she didn’t have anyone except Cammie.
Was she lonely?
Yes.
“Perfect. So we’re going to be great friends. Starting with our double date this weekend.”
“To the charity dinner?” Faith asked.
“Uh-huh.”
There was a grumble from Mr. Muscles.
“Rafael isn’t happy because he doesn’t get to go.”
“He wants to go?” Faith whispered. He didn’t look like the charity banquet type.
Jeez. What was with all the judgment? What was wrong with her?
