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Galan made lunch out of bits and pieces I had. It was a delicious stir-fry with noodles, much better than the bowl of cereal I’d probably have had on my own. All too soon, it was time for him to go home. We both had work the next day, and he had things to do before then. He kissed me goodbye and told me he was excited for our next date, before getting in his truck and driving away.

Dog whimpered at the door.

“Yeah. I didn’t want him to go either, but not to worry because we are going to play with him soon.” Not as soon as I wanted, but that would be now.

I ran into my room, taking out all my little clothes, determined to pick the perfect outfit for our next date. Why couldn’t it be now?

Chapter Thirteen

Galan

Funny how the first times I’d seen Lake had been at Chained as his little, but we’d never connected then and since then, we’d only been together with him big. It had been great, and knowing that he did have a little side meant it was just a matter of time until we explored that together. There was absolutely nothing wrong with the way we were, but we both knew there was so much more.

We were that couple, texting several times a day and seeing one another almost every night when we were in town. I’d managed to cut back on travel, and Lake was trying as well, with less success, but these things took time.

And now, at last, we’d decided to have a little night. After going back and forth, we decided not to make our first time together at Chained. Sure, it was a great environment, supportive, and there were almost guaranteed to be friends there. But for now, that wasn’t what we needed. We agreed that we just wanted to be us and learn what it was like for us to be daddy and little in privacy.

In my home.

So, I spent a good deal of time planning our evening. I hadn’t played with anyone in months, and although I had spotted Lake at Chained those times, I hadn’t been close enough to really see what he was doing or was into. And I wanted to make this the best, most special time together. Lake told me that he knew I’d be the best daddy. We were having dinner at my place when we had the discussion and made our plans.

“Everywhere we go, you are so considerate of others, and especially of me. You always make sure I’m comfortable and that our time together is what I want it to be. Daddy Galan, we may not have had an official scene or a daddy-little night together yet, but your daddy is always present. I can’t wait to make it official. What time do you want me to come over?”

Our regular dates went just as late as any two men might choose, starting at seven or eight usually and going well past midnight, but for this, I wanted it to be earlier. “Five for dinner and play after? And bring Dog.”

“That sounds good. Can we sleep over after?”

“Of course. I hope you want to.”

“Well, he does…” The pup loved running around in my backyard while we sat out on the patio. “But I guess I want to too.”

On the actual day, I was so antsy, a person would think I never spent time with a little, or even with Lake before, but when he pulled up outside, I drew a deep breath and settled myself. Lake was counting on me, and I wanted to be the kind of daddy he believed I was.

I opened the door to Lake and one very excited dog running at the end of his leash. “Hello, you two. Come in. You’re just in time for dinner.”

Since we’d been seeing a lot of each other, I kept some of Dog’s food on hand and as soon as he was released from the leash, he scampered into the kitchen to check his bowl. “It’s full,” I told Lake before hugging him and helping him out of his coat.

“Not by now.” He laughed and tipped his face up for a kiss, which I gladly bestowed. “Thank you for taking care of him.”

“Glad to. Are you hungry?”

“Yes. I hardly had time for lunch we were so busy.”

“You need to be sure to eat. Missing meals is not good for you.”

He had set a backpack down when he came through the door, and he lifted it now. “I am going to gobble my dinner, but first I need to change.”

He was still big, but I could see the little flickering in his expression.

“Can I help you?”

“I want to do it.”

“Then I’ll go get dinner on the table. Sound good?”

“Yes.”

He carried his backpack into the bedroom and went to finish the food. It was pretty classic little food and chosen by Lake in advance. Dino nuggets and dino tots, along with carrot and celery sticks and ranch dressing for dipping everything in.