Mommy’s Landlord Read online S.E. Law (Boyfriend Diaries #3)

Categories Genre: Romance Tags Authors: Series: The Boyfriend Diaries Series by S.E. Law
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Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23758 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 119(@200wpm)___ 95(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
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With those words in my head, I turn back to getting ready for my meeting with Xavier tonight. Tennille’s right. Good men are hard to come by, and I’ve somehow stumbled onto an incredible catch through sheer luck more than anything else. After all, I was at Carlton Realty that day to beg for mercy for my mom, but instead, I met the man of my dreams. Who would have guessed?

And now that we’ve been together for a month, my life has been absolutely amazing. I’ve explored sides of myself that I didn’t even know existed. Xavier has shown me so many activities that are both naughty and fanciful, and I’ve enjoyed every second of it. Okay, more than enjoyed. I revel in it, and look forward to pleasing my Daddy every day.

Which explains my outfit right now. I’m wearing another baby doll dress, but this one’s in bright red with a big floppy white bow that ties at my chin. Plus, I have my hair in a high ponytail with a crisp white bow at the crown, and I’m wearing black patent Mary Janes.

But it’s the socks that are going to blow Xavier out of the water because they’re Rainbow Brite socks, and the different colors encircle my legs, going all the way up to my thighs. It’s at once dirty, naughty, and yet so innocent, and I know my daddy’s going to adore it when he sees them.

Carefully, I lean towards the mirror and powder my nose lightly before swiping my lips with a tiny smidge of cherry Chapstick. Perfect. Daddy likes his girls very natural-looking, and I’m happy to retain that fresh, innocent look.

But I’m not going to his apartment like this. Usually, I wear a trench coat so that no one can see what I’m hiding underneath. The particular trench I have in mind goes almost to my toes, so most of my socks will be covered up too. But where is it? I get up and rummage around in my closet. Nope, not here. There are masses of clothing piled on the floor, but searching through the heaps reveals nothing.

I purse my lips and try to think. Where could the trench coat be? I walk out into the living area and yank open the door to the front hall closet. It’s nothing more than a small bar hung in a tiny dark space, and within two seconds, I see that my trench coat isn’t here either.

Damn. Where could it be? I have to wear something over this outfit because otherwise, I’d look like I was parading about in a ridiculous costume, and it’s not Halloween. Hmm, this is really strange. I don’t want to change at Xavier’s place because I like to surprise him as soon as the door opens. So where could that darned coat be?

I’m just about to head back to my room to rummage through some more stuff when suddenly, the snick of the lock sounds, and the door flies open. To my horror, Dinah steps inside with a breezy smile on her face.

But then my mom sees me as well, and her expression changes to one of shock, surprise, and then horror as well.

“What are you wearing?” she gasps. “What is this? Have you lost your mind?”

I gasp. My outfit is crazy, and I have no idea how to explain it.

“I’m going to a Halloween party,” I blurt because it’s the first thing that pops into my mind.

“What?” my mom asks as she squints at me. “It’s November, Katie! Who would have a Halloween party when Halloween’s over and done with? And why is your costume so revealing anyways? Your skirt barely covers your panties, and those socks! What are you thinking?”

“I was going to change when I got to the party,” I fib madly. “This isn’t my real costume. It’s just a fake costume that I put on before I get there, and then the real costume comes out after I’m already at the party.”

Dinah stares at me.

“Katie, I know you think I’m loopy sometimes, but I’m not that out of it. You are my daughter, and I know a lie when I hear one. So out with it. What in tarnation are you doing in an outfit like this? Are you trying to show your panties to the world?”

I hang my head and all the fight goes out of me. For all my complaining about Dinah, the truth is that my mom is pretty damn smart. After all, she’s the owner of a thriving business and I think sometimes she just enjoys acting loopy because it’s fun. When push comes to shove, my mom is just as sharp as a tack, and I realize I’m probably not going to be able to pull the wool over her eyes.

“Okay, I’m not going to a Halloween party,” I admit in a small voice.



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