Total pages in book: 64
Estimated words: 63601 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 318(@200wpm)___ 254(@250wpm)___ 212(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 63601 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 318(@200wpm)___ 254(@250wpm)___ 212(@300wpm)
Aww.
Cute Daddy.
“Green.” Hmm, Daddy needed robot words. “I’m green, Levi.”
Daddy Levi.
Ha.
Daddy picked my new shirt out and frowned at me. “You called me Daddy Levi in your head, didn’t you?”
“Yes.” Happy wiggles. “You’re Levi.”
“That sounds weird.” Daddy got a different frown as he took my shirt off. “If you were taller this wouldn’t work.”
Short Chipmunk.
Shirt on the Chipmunk.
“There.” Daddy let out a big breath. “Thank you for letting me know you were green.”
I was Daddy’s good boy.
I was going to tell him but then…Olivia.
“Teddy!”
Olivia was loud.
Daddy groaned and his head went side to side. “I’ll be polite. Well, I’ll try.”
Hmm.
Maybe.
“Let’s go.” Slow, slow down the mountain stairs. “You can go pick out a movie.”
Daddy started walking to the living room and stopped. More glares. “I’m going to pretend to be looking at movies, but we’re going to talk after the screamer leaves.”
“Olivia.” Names were important and good manners.
He snorted…but he went to pick out a movie.
Daddy liked movie cuddles.
“Teddy? Are you dead?”
Oops.
Ugh.
Big boy pretend time.
“Coming.”
Daddy snorted. “No, you’re not…not with her anyway.”
He was so silly…and he grumbled about not being appropriate but I ignored that and went down as a boring big boy.
Olivia was a grown-up friend not a little friend and that was okay.
“What the hell, Teddy? Why did they do that to me?” Olivia forgot to ask about me being kidnapped as she rushed in, but that was okay too. “They were both really offended.”
She was confused about that but she was always confused about that.
“Coffee?” Lunch date then coffee date, right?
“Ugh. Julie texted and said she had to move lunch back because she had to cover for someone else who was late and that she wanted to meet over at the bakery instead. Neither of us needs that much refined sugar, but that’s fine.” Olivia nodded as I sighed. “I know, but I was nice and agreed to it, but when I got over there Julie and Pepper were having coffee and each had big desserts and they were laughing away.”
Oh no…it was so confusing.
“I come in and I was polite asking what they were doing and then they just lost their shit. Even Pepper and she’s usually very chill.” Olivia went back and forth and back and forth in the kitchen, stomping and pouting. “Julie, well, she’s always like that, but she was just getting more and more wound up.”
Yep.
Olivia threw her hands up in the air and shook her head. “I’m young. I’m not getting married right now. It’s not like I was cheating. We hadn’t even had sex. Everyone knows kissing doesn’t count.”
It didn’t?
“I don’t need that much drama in my life.” Frowning, Olivia shook her head as she came to a stop. “Do you think I need to try dating men again?”
“No.” For lots and lots and lots of reasons. “Jacob.”
“Oh yeah.” Scrunching up her face, Olivia groaned and sighed and slouched. “Well, I haven’t texted that girl in the theater program back. She was cute.”
Hmm…
Maybe nuts?
Maybe not?
It was hard to tell…she liked Olivia…so probably nuts.
“Okay, yes.” Standing straighter, Olivia looked happy again. “That’s a great plan. I’m not going to let them get me down.”
Nope.
“Is soup guy still here?” She looked around and frowned. “Did you kidnap him?”
“No.” Big boy time. “He wants to show me he’s sorry.”
Ha.
Big boy sentence.
“That’s nice…but kind of weird and maybe a red flag?” Olivia liked red flags, so I didn’t know why she was worried. “Do I need to chase him off for you?”
Daddy?
“No, we’re going to hang out.” Why? Hmm? “He’s going to come home with me for Christmas. His family is traveling.”
Oh, I was a good big boy.
“Okay.” Look, look, look. “Your kitchen is different. Never mind. I’m going to go text Cheri or Cherry or whatever her name is.”
Oh dear.
No.
“Victoria.”
Olivia perked up. “That’s right. You’re so good with details. Okay. See you later. Let me know if you need me to bring you dinner tomorrow. Evidently that new squash soup isn’t selling. I think it’s the color.”
Eww.
“Bye.”
Bye-bye wave.
Slam.
All done.
“I’m not eating that soup no matter what’s wrong with it and she’s a menace to every lesbian on campus.”
Yep.
Daddy was frowny and grumbly as he stomped into the kitchen. “And let’s make it clear right now…kissing is cheating, Chipmunk.”
No kissing other Daddies…got it.
“No kissing.” I crossed my heart over my chest and nodded. “It’s cheating. Got it.”
Daddy looked confused but he nodded. “That’s right. She’s ridiculous and that’s cheating.”
No kissing other Daddies meant I could kiss my Daddy?
“She’s naughty.” But no girls for me, so no worries for me. “Not my naughty.”
“No.” Daddy tried to look serious but he wanted to laugh. “You’re my naughty evidently.”
Yep.
But I shrugged and gave Daddy my cute smile. “Brownies?”
Daddy huffed and folded his arms again. “You were supposed to be big to get another brownie. You were going to be big and talk to your crazy friend. That was the deal.”