A Dino Nuggets Kind of Date – One of Those Days Read Online M.A. Innes

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Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22387 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 112(@200wpm)___ 90(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
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That got more happy laughter from him as I finished plating our food and he talked to the Transformers that were spread out on the table. They were very bossy and tried to make all the decisions without letting Optimus or Hunter be in charge.

It seemed rude to me, but I was letting him handle the unruly robots.

When their conversation waned, he would slip his thumb into his mouth. It only stayed there for a few seconds before he yanked it out, but I had a feeling it was his very little side popping out.

I couldn’t decide if he was trying to stay bigger so that we could talk or if he was shy about showing me his littlest side, but I pretended not to notice for the time being. It was definitely something we needed to discuss before our next date, but I wasn’t in a rush.

I liked seeing this side of him and I wanted him to see me as a Daddy.

“Lunch is ready, Spidey.” That got a big grin as he swept his arm across the table and pushed his Transformers into the box on the chair beside him. “What do you want to drink? Milk or water?”

His head bopped side to side as he thought about it. “Um, water?”

It didn’t take long to get us both water, but there’d been something in his voice that said he’d been pondering the decision a bit too hard. So as I brought his divided tray and sippy cup over to the table, I crouched down again. “Spidey?”

He was pretending to study the bright blue tray a bit too intently, but he nodded, so I continued. “Do you like milk sometimes?”

He drank his coffee with milk products, so I didn’t think he was lactose intolerant unless he’d been torturing himself. But there was something I needed to poke at, so I waited.

“Yes.” He gave me an answer after a long pause, but his focus was on the dinosaur nuggets.

As he reached up and started having them climb the spaghetti mountain, I tried again. “Do you have milk in bottles or in sippy cups?”

The cup itself didn’t seem to be the issue, probably because he’d seen the stack in the cabinet and knew I was comfortable with them. He’d even bounced excitedly in his seat over the divided tray.

But I didn’t have bottles.

Most of the time if those were necessary, the Daddy had always brought them, so it’d never been something I needed to have around the house for other couples…and the last time I’d been a Daddy myself, he’d been closer to a middle.

Hunter looked like he wanted to shrug, but he bounced his dino around before finally answering. “Bottles?”

It was definitely more of a question than a confident answer, but I nodded like it’d come out absolutely confidently. “I’ll remember that and get a few the next time I’m shopping. I need to get a few new things for my Spidey boy.”

That popped the tension in him like a balloon.

As I stood, he looked over at me with wide excited eyes, wiggling again. “Like what?”

The way to this little’s heart was definitely going to be presents.

“Hmm, I don’t know if I should tell you.” Giving him an overly dramatic thoughtful expression as I brought my food over to the table, I fought to stay in character as he giggled.

“Yes. Yes. You have to.” He looked around at his plate before picking up a nugget and shoving it in his mouth. “I’m going to eat all my food. You have to. I’m being good.”

The logic was questionable but cute enough that I gave in.

As he began scooping up the small pieces of pasta, I started to eat and focused on looking boring. In my best oh, I need bread too tone, I continued planning out my list. “I think I should have a binkie for you over here too and pajamas for a nap.”

He went still, peeking over at me through his lashes.

Clothes wouldn’t have gotten me that kind of reaction, so I kept eating like I didn’t have a care in the world.

After a second, he swallowed and poked at his noodles with the tip of his spoon. “Binkies are for some littles.”

“That’s right.” Since he gave me the opening, I walked through it as he began to eat again. “Some littles might like binkies and bottles and training pants and diapers. There are all different things I might need to get you.”

He seemed to think a question was coming, so he got the biggest bite of pasta his spoon could hold and shoveled it into his mouth.

Yep, little Hunter was definitely an avoider when he got stressed.

But this was a situation I felt more comfortable tackling. “You wouldn’t be upset if I wanted to buy you something like a binkie, right?”



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