“What?”
“You not supposed to ask questions like that,” she told him.
“Then how am I supposed to know whether you need to go or not? And you didn’t answer me.”
“Yes,” she whispered. “I have to go.”
He stood her on her feet. “Let’s go then.”
“I don’t need any help,” she muttered.
“I won’t stay while you pee, not until you’re more comfortable with me doing that.”
“Can’t see that ever happening.”
Oh, it would.
He took Princess Nana and her snuggly from her, placing them on his desk. He led her into the bathroom, then drew the T-shirt up over her hips so she was bare as he guided her onto the toilet. He kissed her gently as she growled at him.
“I’ll go make you a snack. Do what you need to then come straight back to the office. Understand?”
“Such a bossy daddy,” she grumbled to herself as she walked back into the office. He was sitting behind the desk again. She looked over in interest at what he’d done in the corner of the room. There were two chairs from the dining table set up with a blanket over them and pillows scattered underneath.
“Daddy! Is that a blanket fort?”
“It’s a reading fort,” he told her. “Until we get your bean bag chair, I thought you might like to read in it and then I can keep you close to me. What do you think?”
She jumped up and down with a squeal. “It’s perfect.”
“Good. I’m glad you like it. Thought you might want to keep reading Caley’s story while I work.”
“That sounds perfect.” She couldn’t believe he was thoughtful.
“First, come give Daddy some loves and then have your snack and some water. You tested your blood sugars?”
“Yep, it’s good.”
She ended up sitting on his lap and eating her snack while he made sure she drank plenty of water. She wondered what it would be like to curl up on his lap while he gave her a bottle. Maybe she’d find out in a few days. The idea made her feel warm inside.
“Shall I go get dressed?” she asked.
“You can stay in what you have on. We’re not going anywhere.”
When she was finished eating, he kissed the top of her head.
“Right, teeny. You can go to your reading fort. I put your eReader in there already. If you need anything, then call out for me, okay?”
She climbed off his lap.
“Okay, Daddy. Work hard.” She waggled a finger at him, giving him a stern look. “No slacking off.”
He whacked her ass as she darted away too slowly. She giggled then grabbed Princess Nana and her snuggly off the desk before settling into her reading fort.
It was about an hour before he started to notice her squirming. He eyed her water bottle. Not much had gone down. She was lying on her front, facing away from him. Every so often, she’d go to tug the T-shirt down, but it kept riding up giving him a glimpse of that pert ass.
“Do you need to go potty, baby?” he asked casually.
“No!” she replied.