Total pages in book: 149
Estimated words: 151384 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 757(@200wpm)___ 606(@250wpm)___ 505(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 151384 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 757(@200wpm)___ 606(@250wpm)___ 505(@300wpm)
“I’m not trying to get rid of you. But this is important. How much practice have you missed? Shoot. I need to go shower and check your messages and stuff.”
“Penny has been taking care of things.”
“Penny?” Penny had been fiddling with her system? Oh God, who knew what mess it was in? Penny generally just took care of the fan mail and the merch shop. And, honestly, she didn’t always do that great a job of that. “This is so bad. How many days have I been sick?”
“About five,” he told her.
“Unicorn poop and cupcakes,” she grumbled as she attempted to get off the stool. “Where is Abe? And Sampson?”
“Don’t even think about getting off that stool,” he told her. “You haven’t eaten any eggs.”
“I can’t! I don’t have time for food.”
“Immy! Sit your butt down.”
“What’s going on in here?”
She turned to see Tobias walking into the kitchen. Unfortunately, the room chose that moment to start spinning. She had no idea why. Rooms did what rooms wanted to do.
But she very nearly fell off the stool. She might have if Tobias hadn’t leaped forward and caught her.
“Shit. Cherry, you okay?” he asked as he righted her back on the stool.
“Yeppers. The world just started to spin a bit. I don’t know why. Stupid world. Stay still.”
“Or maybe you got dizzy,” Jenner suggested, rushing around with a bottle of Gatorade in his hand. “Here, you need to drink.”
“I don’t wanna,” she grumbled.
“Immy, drink,” Tobias said from behind her.
She blinked.
Okay. How had she ended up in one of her fantasies? Jenner in front of her, Tobias behind her.
Of course, in those fantasies, she wasn’t dressed in a pair of pajamas with wizard hats on them, with her messy hair in a bun that hadn’t been washed in days, and Jenner wasn’t trying to ply her with Gatorade.
But, hey, beggars couldn’t be choosers.
“Immy, open.”
Oh. My. God. This is what had happened in her dream! Only Jenner hadn’t been trying to get her to drink.
At least, not to drink Gatorade.
But she’d drink from his cock all day long.
Wait. That sounded wrong. She’d suck on his cock all day long.
Better, Immy. Better.
Wait.
She wasn’t talking out loud, was she?
She turned her head slightly toward Tobias. “I’m not talking out loud, am I?”
“Um, you mean right now?” Tobias asked.
“No, I meant before.”
“No. But now I want to know what you were saying.”
“Best not to ask,” she advised.
Whew.
“Open, Immy. You’re likely dehydrated. Unless you want me to call Eric,” Jenner said in a low voice.
“I think I might be understanding why I have an Eric aversion,” she muttered.
“You have an Eric aversion because you think that he’s always trying to stick stuff up your butt. Which, by the way, he could do to get you hydrated.”
Oh, heck, no.
“That is not happening! I will put slime in his shoes. Or a dead rat in his glove box.”
Yep.
That would be hilarious. If only she had a dead rat, access to his glove box, and an industrial suit so she could touch said dead rat.
“Immy, open your mouth and drink your drink like a good girl,” Tobias told her in a low voice. “Or I’m going to have to put you on my lap and feed you the drink like a bottle.”
Immy froze.
Oh heck no.
Had he really just said that to her?
Jenner gaped at Tobias.
Had he really just said that to Immy? Was he insane? Immy was adamant that she wasn’t a Little. Although he was certain now that she was. But she got upset when they talked about it.
So they’d stopped talking about it.
Only, she wasn’t getting upset right now.
In fact, she was looking strangely interested in what Tobias had just said. What was going on?
Had she decided to embrace her Little side? Or was it that she wanted Tobias to be her Daddy?
Do not.
You are not jealous. You have no right to be jealous.
Then she opened her mouth. And made a strange noise.
“Uh, man, you gonna give it to her?” Tobias asked.
Give it to her?
Yeah, he’d like to . . . oh wait, he was talking about the drink. Jenner placed the nozzle of the drink bottle in her mouth. She drank some down, closing her eyes tiredly.
“You’re exhausted, aren’t you, Cherry?” Tobias said gently. “You shouldn’t even be out of bed.” He raised accusing eyes to Jenner.
“I found her down here. I was going to get her back to bed after she ate something.”
Tobias stared down at the scrambled eggs. “Dude, she eats that and she’s gonna get food poisoning.”
“What? Why?”
“Because half of the eggs are raw. And is there still shell in it?”
Jenner grimaced. “Cooking isn’t my strong point.”
“I can see that,” Tobias replied. “How about I cook some breakfast?” He picked up the plate and walked around to the garbage bin, dumping the food.
“Who taught you to cook?” Immy asked.