“I’ve got it,” Jude told him sternly.
“Fine.” Liam waved his hand. And Jude was back to grumpy guy. “Sincerely, thank you.”
Jude paused in collecting the dishes. He gave one sharp nod. “You’re welcome.”
Liam was totally counting that as progress.
Chapter Five
Liam
This was living the dream!
Liam collected more water in his bucket before he returned to the sandcastle he had started. High winds had rolled in the night before, leaving the beach nearly empty with the sky overcast. The perfect sandcastle-building weather.
How had he and Nicky never done this before?
Liam wouldn’t have even thought about it if he hadn't spotted the plastic set lying abandoned on the beach that morning. Sure, the shovel had split down the middle and the bucket’s handle was broken but this was great!
He’d rescued the tools before the city’s beach crew could clean it up.
Liam had been up and outside earlier than normal since he’d been chased from his sleep by dreams of his neighbor. The neighbor who might have been right about the mess and trash that tourists left behind. Not that Liam was going to admit that. He’d just use his new toys to build the most awesome sandcastle ever!
There had been no sign of Jude since he’d finished his morning swim.
Not that Liam was keeping tabs.
Not at all.
He kept his back to the houses so that he was no longer tempted to keep checking to see if Jude was outside. Maybe his neighbor had finally left his house. Liam hadn’t seen Jude ever leave but surely his neighbor had friends or something.
He stacked more sand on top of his mountain before using the side of the shovel to make the outline of a tower. If he had his phone, Liam would send a picture of his lopsided creation to taunt his best friend.
Maybe he would grab his phone later.
Liam didn’t like having his cell around the sand because he was the type to either lose it or drop it in the water.
Besides, it was Friday, so that meant that tomorrow his bestie would be there!
Nicky had already sent a picture the prior night of the new onesie he was planning on wearing. It was an adorable shark onesie. For someone who chose not to live on the beach, his friend was obsessed with the sea life.
Of course, Nicky’s mini mansion was what most people dreamed about. Nicky even had an Olympic-sized swimming pool! But he also lived in a gated community, and he couldn't step off his back deck and onto the sand. Liam was lucky like that.
Liam didn’t have a cute shark onesie, but he had pulled out his favorite green shorts and a T-shirt with sea turtles to make sure they were clean and wrinkle-free. He’d also set out a new package of diapers.
The diapers had been harder to look at than Liam had thought.
It had been two long years since he’d had a Daddy.
Not every relationship he’d been in had included a Daddy/ little dynamic but the ones that had always featured diapers. For Liam there was nothing better than a Daddy who was willing to help Liam get out of his head. When Liam still worked in his corporate job, he’d needed to forget all about the adult responsibilities that held him down. The diapers helped Liam find the right headspace. His only complaint had been that none of the Daddies wanted to take the diapering further than dressing Liam.
Now that he wrote about Daddies and their littles, Liam craved the dynamic even more.
What would it feel like to have a Daddy that actually wanted to take care of Liam’s every need? To change him if Liam actually used his diaper? Wetting was a constant and big aspect of the Daddy and little relationship that Liam explored in his stories.
He was actually jealous of the characters that he wrote. How crazy was that?
Every little that he wrote had some part of him in the character. Every Daddy fulfilled the need that Liam was missing. Liam was living through his characters but still wanted that relationship for himself.
