He frowned in confusion. “What do you mean?”
“I’m thinking about buying the bookstore from Dani. We’re still working out the details, but if it works out, I’m planning on begging her to stay on as an employee for as long as I can keep her, but… yeah.”
A grin spread across his face. “Really? That’s great. I know she’s been trying to find the right buyer for a long time so she can retire.” Suddenly his face grew serious. “Will it still be a bookstore?”
“Oh yeah, definitely. That’s why I’m buying it. I’ve always loved books, and I think running a bookstore would be fun.”
“Nice. I’m sure that was a relief for Dani as well.”
I chuckled and sipped my coffee. “It was. Anyway, just wanted to give you a heads up. Thanks for the coffee, Sanders.” I raised my cup to him. “Have a good one.”
“You too.” I turned and headed out of the café, walking down the street to do a little window shopping before heading home and digging into the information Dani had given me. I hadn’t been this excited about the future in ages. A new business venture and hopefully a sweet, awkward, and adorable boy to spend my free time with.
9
Sanders
At the end of my statistics class, I was more eager to check my phone for messages from Tattooed_Daddy than to pick up my test. I knew he wasn’t technically my Daddy yet, but the excitement of getting a “How was your day?” text from him still helped with the nervous knots in my stomach.
This was my second time taking statistics. I needed it for my degree in business, but last time I’d failed horribly.
The teacher was old school, so our tests were on paper. Not even of the Scantron variety. When I got to the front of the line, he rustled through some papers, and for a moment I thought a paper with a red eighty percent at the top was mine, but then he pulled out a test that said fifty-five percent instead. That was the one with my name on it.
I took it from him, trying to hold back tears.
After seven years of taking classes part-time, I wasn’t even halfway done with my degree yet. At this rate, I would never be. I’d spend the rest of my life working all day and going to school all night to get a degree I didn’t even care about.
As I walked to the parking lot, I reminded myself that Mom had wanted this for me before she’d forgotten who I was. If I had a degree, I’d know how to run the business better. If I had a degree, I could prove to Matt I was worth something.
I unlocked my car and threw my backpack inside.
More than anything, I wanted to message Tattooed_Daddy and tell him everything, but what would he think of me? I was twenty-five years old, and I couldn’t pass a fucking math test the eighteen-year-olds in my class had no problem with.
Still, he said he didn’t mind my dyslexia. And over the last few weeks, he hadn’t said anything about the errors that speech to text created in my messages to him. He was still interested. He even offered to talk on the phone so I wouldn’t have to worry about the mistakes, and I wanted to. But he was so wonderful it was kind of overwhelming. With the texts, I could handle him a little bit at a time. I wasn’t sure what I would do if we had an actual phone conversation. It just seemed like too much.
But maybe I could text him about the test. If he was ever going to be my Daddy, I’d tell him something like this, right?
Tattooed_Daddy: How was your day?
Awkward_and_Adorable: My day was kind of awful honestly
Tattooed_Daddy: I’m sorry, sweetheart. Do you want to talk about it?
Awkward_and_Adorable: I failed a test
Tattooed_Daddy: Oh no. I’m so sorry. I’m sure you’re feeling down and stressed out. Is there anything I can do for you?
Awkward_and_Adorable: I don’t know
Awkward_and_Adorable: I feel so stupid
Tattooed_Daddy: Don’t feel stupid. I’ve failed tests too. I know it’s not fun, but it will all be okay. I know for a fact you’re not stupid just from talking with you. What would you like to do to make yourself feel better?
Awkward_and_Adorable: I don’t know
Awkward_and_Adorable: I should probably study
Awkward_and_Adorable: I’m just tired I guess
Tattooed_Daddy: Where are you right now?
Awkward_and_Adorable: In the school parking lot
Awkward_and_Adorable: In my car
Tattooed_Daddy: Are you alone?
Awkward_and_Adorable: Yeah
Tattooed_Daddy: Lock your door for me, sweetheart.
Awkward_and_Adorable: Ok
Tattooed_Daddy: So, I know our chats haven’t been sexual before, but is that something you’d enjoy? It might make you feel better, but I don’t want you to feel pressured.
Awkward_and_Adorable: Okay
Awkward_and_Adorable: I mean yes
Awkward_and_Adorable: I’d like that with you
Awkward_and_Adorable: My face is all right again haha
Awkward_and_Adorable: I mean read
Awkward_and_Adorable: Red
Awkward_and_Adorable: I’m sorry
Tattooed_Daddy: Sweetheart, it’s okay. I know that speech to text creates errors sometimes. I could tell what you were trying to say. Please don’t worry about it.
Awkward_and_Adorable: It’s just embarrassing
Tattooed_Daddy: I can understand that, but you know what I’m thinking about? That sweet blush of yours. I wish you were here so I could see it. And I wish I could touch you. Are your nipples sensitive?
Awkward_and_Adorable: Maybe
Awkward_and_Adorable: With other guys it was more about the
Awkward_and_Adorable: You know
Awkward_and_Adorable: Other stuff
Tattooed_Daddy: You don’t have to worry about that with me. You will always receive pleasure from me and be taken care of. I think you’d enjoy foreplay just as much as sex. Slip your hand under your shirt and lightly graze your nipples. Tell me how it feels.
Awkward_and_Adorable: I don’t know
Awkward_and_Adorable: My car is in the corner of the lot
Awkward_and_Adorable: But someone could still see if they walked by
Tattooed_Daddy: How does that make you feel?
Awkward_and_Adorable: Kind of excited
Awkward_and_Adorable: Haha
Awkward_and_Adorable: Sorry if that’s weird
Awkward_and_Adorable: Sorry for being sorry
Tattooed_Daddy: Hey, it’s all right, sweetheart. Thank you for trying your best. I’m not upset at all. And it’s absolutely not weird for you to be excited by the thought of getting caught. I’d be feeling the same if I were there. Now, why don’t you do as I asked and slip your hand under your shirt and play with your nipples. Tell me how it feels.
Awkward_and_Adorable: Ok I am doing it
Awkward_and_Adorable: It’s wow
Awkward_and_Adorable: That’s a lot
Awkward_and_Adorable: I feel excited
Awkward_and_Adorable: And hard
Awkward_and_Adorable: Is it okay to say that
Tattooed_Daddy: It’s very okay to say that. I like that your nipples are sensitive. When we meet, I’m going to make sure to pay a lot of attention to them. Will you give one a little pinch? Not too hard, just enough to send that zing of feeling straight to your cock. Tell me if you like it.
Awkward_and_Adorable: I like it a lot
Awkward_and_Adorable: I would like it if you did not to me