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“Who were you on the phone to?” she asked.
“My mom.”
His mom? That wasn’t what she was expecting him to say, and it was rather sweet.
“She called you?” she asked.
“No, I called her. I needed some advice on how to take good care of you.”
Her mouth opened and closed as she gaped at him.
Alarm filled his face. “What is it? What’s wrong? Are you having some sort of stroke?”
“I… you-you really asked her how to take care of me?”
“Well, yeah. I know it will be hard to believe, but I’ve never taken care of anyone as sick as you are.”
Oh. Well, she didn’t actually find that hard to believe.
He narrowed his gaze at her. “I have a feeling I’m not going to like what you’re thinking.”
“What did your mom say?” What exactly had he talked to her about? Had he told her about her?
“She said to keep you hydrated, make sure you rest, and not to stress if you didn’t have much of an appetite. She’s going to send a list of foods you might like to eat. She didn’t say to give you rules, then spank you if you broke them. Or to use a baby bottle to keep you hydrated. I came up with those all on my own.”
And he looked super proud of himself.
She bit her lip to hold back her smile.
“The more I think about it, the more I like the diaper idea. Then you won’t have to get up to go to the bathroom.”
“That is not happening! Even if I ever consented to using diapers, I won’t actually use them.”
“Ahh, but you are interested in wearing them. Noted.” He tapped his forehead.
She groaned. That wasn’t happening, either.
“I didn’t tick diaper play on my list of likes.”
He hummed. “I need that information. What is your safeword?”
“Um, I decided just to go for Red. Boring, I know.” Would he want her when he knew the truth about her? That she wasn’t very interesting. That she’d rather have a night in on the couch with takeout than go to a nightclub or party?
When had she become such a grandma?
To be honest, she thought she was kind of born this way. Not exactly the stereotypical rock star, right?
“Good. Use it if you need to. I know I can be… persuasive when I want something.”
“Persuasive? Is that the new word for pushy, autocratic, stubborn?”
“Brat.”
She grinned at him.
To her surprise, relief filled his face. “That’s better.”
“What is?” she whispered.
