Page 6 of Willa’s Weddings

“Of course I do.” He pressed his lips to the top of my head and gave me the softest of kisses. “But I’m a bit more of a disciplinarian than she needs. I like brats who want to test boundaries and take their punishment when they go too far.”

“Oh.” My heart was racing as I rolled over those words in my head. Maybe it was the drugs and booze but…was he saying he wanted someone like me? “I didn’t know that about you.”

He stroked my hair and then sighed. “Get some sleep, wild thing. I’ll be here when you wake up.”

“Daddy?” I swallowed hard and then looked up at him again. Even in the dim light, I could see how handsome he was. Even better than how he looked in my many dreams about him. “Can you just, like… do the thing? Like you did when we had sleepovers.”

He cocked his head so he was looking right into my eyes. “What thing?”

“You know.” I couldn’t believe I was asking for this but it was what I wanted more than anything. Almost anything. “The whole… bedtime routine.”

He squeezed me when he finally understood what I meant. “Uh, oh. Someone forgot their diaper.”

I grinned and pressed my forehead to his arm, loving the way his words made me feel warm inside. “Don’t need one. I’m a big girl.”

“That’s not what I heard.” His hand gripped my hip and then moved down to my bottom. “And we wouldn’t want an accident, now would we?”

“No, we don’t.” I stage-whispered to stay in the bit. “They’re in the bottom drawer.”

He slipped out of the bed and returned a few seconds later with a diaper in his hand. “Okay, baby girl. Let’s get you fully ready for bedtime.” He pulled back the covers and quickly got me diapered and back into his arms so we could finally sleep.

“Thank you, Daddy.” I put my thumb in my mouth and rested my head on his chest as I started to drift to sleep.

Troy tucked the blanket up around us both and kissed the back of my head. “Good night, little one. Have the sweetest dreams.”

I would. I definitely would.

When I woke up a few hours later, his arm was still around me, and he was breathing slow and deep, like he could keep the loneliness monsters away just by being there.

I pressed my lips to his chest and then rubbed my cheek against his warm skin. I wished he wanted to be my Daddy for real. It was something I’d been thinking about even before Kylie and Troy split up. Something I never told anyone but couldn’t keep inside me any other. Because that’s what I wanted more than anything in the whole, widest of all wide worlds.

4

TROY

There are things you want so badly but you spend years pretending you don’t. Then one night, you’re lying beside your ex-girlfriend’s bestie—the bratty Little who’s been climbing the walls of your self-control since you met—and suddenly, it isn’t a pipe dream anymore.

It’s real and literally naked in your arms…and you don’t have a plan. That’s where I was when she wiggled against me and started mumbling in her sleep.

When I put Willa to bed a few hours ago, it wasn’t my plan to sleep with her. But I couldn’t deny the thrill that shot through me when she begged me to stay, even though I knew it would bring up things for me that I wasn’t sure how to address.

As always, I gave her what she needed. Willa had been single the entire time I’d known her, and that girl needed supervision. Not when she was out in the world. Most of the time, she was tough and determined and completely capable of achieving anything. But once she was behind closed doors and able to indulge her Little side, she was unpredictable and wild and more mischievous than all the girls put together. I fucking loved it.

So I stepped into the Daddy role that she needed like I’d done so many times before. And like all those times before, I pretended it was just for her.

I shouldn’t have been completely shocked when the Willa-shaped furnace pressed against me started grinding her diaper against my thigh. Her nipples got hard and poked my skin, making me curious what she was dreaming about. What it was, it couldn’t have been any hotter than the reality I was experiencing at that moment. My entire body was taut and I was afraid if I breathed too hard, she’d wake up and the magical spell she was under would be broken.

But then she spoke and that changed everything for me. Maybe confirmed was the better word. She confirmed so many things that had been on my mind since before Kylie and I called it quits. "Be my Daddy, Troy. Please." She choked on a sob. “Want me as much as I want you.”

She muttered a few more incomprehensible words and then settled back to her deep breathing while I had stopped breathing all together.

Obviously, she was dreaming. And things we said in our sleep didn’t always reflect what we felt when we were awake…but sometimes they did. What if Willa truly meant those words and wanted me to hear them? She obviously trusted me to be there when she was most vulnerable because she knew from past experience I would never judge or question her needs.

A vise tightened around my heart as I considered how much courage it would take for her to say those words to me when we were both fully awake and face to face. But that obviously had to happen first before anything else could. At least, anything beyond the friendly caretaking I’d already provided and would continue to provide when she woke up.

She stirred again and her bare skin dragged across my belly. The friction of her breasts on my skin made my cock throb with pent up desire. I didn’t want to move at all. I was afraid that if I shifted her weight, she might wake up and the magic of the moment would be lost. Maybe forever.

A proper gentleman might have gotten up and gone to the guest room or couch, but I wasn’t a gentleman. I was a Daddy who had a gorgeous, precious girl in my arms and I didn’t have the strength to walk away from her.