Page 20 of Dear Daddy, Please Want Me

Nervous Daddy was cute. The table in his office was almost always clear, so that had just been an excuse to sneak away. Levi regularly had meetings there with the other managers, so all of this nervousness was just for him.

He didn’t really want to make Saul nervous of course. Just push him over whatever was holding him back and spend some time together.

Levi watched appreciatively as Saul strode down the hallway. He walked with such strength of purpose, his legs eating up the ground despite his short stature. Sure, his hips were a bit wider than most men’s, but then again, everybody had a different body shape. It was more the commanding way he held his body that always got Levi going.

Saul looked back as he turned the corner and Levi didn’t even pretend he wasn’t watching. He thought about blowing a kiss, but gave a fluttery-fingered wave instead.

Saul disappeared.

So… this was either going to be the best thing that ever happened to him or he’d totally screwed everything up.

Hopefully Saul would want to hang out with him.

Hopefully he’d still have a job on Monday.

God, he was such an idiot around Saul.

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Saul

Saul ducked around the corner and then collapsed against the wall. He put one hand over his heart, as though the pressure could slow down the rapid beat.

OK, that was flirting. That was definitely flirting. Awkward, over-the-top flirting, yes, but all in Levi’s signature style.

That was Levi looking so sweet and happy and pleased with his gift. Levi making sure he caught a glimpse of skin and blinking those wide eyes at him. Levi moaning like there was an orgasm captured in that cup and he’d just let it out.

Now what the hell was Saul supposed to do?

He retreated to his office and stood in front of the table where he often held meetings. There were a few papers scattered on it, but picking them up didn’t quiet his racing thoughts.

Levi wanted a Daddy. Levi, inexplicably, seemed to want him as a Daddy.

Could he do that? All of his concerns from before hadn’t changed. It still wasn’t ethical. Levi might still have a lot of issues with Saul’s body. Hell, Saul might have a lot of issues with his body.

But then there was the way that Levi had clapped his hands and practically bounced with delight when he saw that coffee. It should have looked incongruous on an almost forty-year-old man, but instead he just looked liberated, like he was free from the stresses of his everyday life and unafraid of how he might be perceived.

How could Saul want to do anything less than make him that happy all the time?

He was so fucked.

He glanced down at the papers he was clutching, wondering how long he’d been staring off into space. The writing on them didn’t make any sense, inconsequential with everything else going on. They were… oh, yeah. Agendas and a project team financial report. Nothing he needed.

He tossed them in his recycling bin. Now what? Should he move his laptop to the table? Stay at his desk? Staying at his desk would probably send the message that he needed to send: that they were colleagues and nothing more. But if Levi were any other colleague, of course they would sit at the table together. Catch twenty-two.

He gathered up his laptop and moved it to the table. There. Perfectly normal.

The best thing he could figure out was just playing it cool. Just because Levi was irrepressibly sexy, and apparently interested, didn’t mean that he needed to act on it.

They’d sit at the same table and try to track down the error. They’d order some dinner at some point and eat it. Eventually, they’d either find the bug or give up for the evening. That was it.

Alright. He could do this.

Where was Levi though? He was sure that at least ten minutes had passed while he’d been woolgathering. Had Levi changed his mind? Realized what a terrible idea this was? Decided to avoid him?

Saul headed back into the hall. Even while he was walking, he told himself that chasing down an employee wasn’t appropriate. But he just… wanted to catch a glimpse of him. He at least needed to know.

The distinctive whir and thud of a vending machine drew his attention before he could get too far. Saul peeked into the company kitchen where Levi was retrieving a package of cookies from the tray to go with the potato chips in his other hand.