“Fine.”
A little while later, sitting down in Liv’s living room Miles waited on his Little girl to finish showering.
He knew that he upset her by overstepping the way that he did, but he couldn’t find it in him to care.
All he cared about was making sure she was okay. He still had this gut feeling that she might be hiding something, but he had no way to back up that claim.
Taking a second to take in the surroundings around him, Miles frowned. There wasn’t a single touch of Olivia in this apartment. At least not in the kitchen and living room.
He knows that she just recently moved here about nine months ago, but he would have thought that by now it would have a little bit of her personality displayed.
All he saw was blank walls, boring furniture and not a single thing that would allude to someone actually living in this place.
Deciding to snoop a little, he stood up and walked around to see if there was anything that could tell him a little bit about his elusive Little girl. The only thing that he saw was a black duffle bag that was sitting by the table near the front door.
He doesn’t know how he missed it last time he was here, but then again he had a lot on his mind considering his Little Bunny had tried to jump out his truck that night.
Making sure that he could still hear the shower, Miles walked over and picked up the bag to look inside.
He doesn’t know what came over him to snoop through someone’s things, but the voice inside his head said that this was something he needed to know.
Unzipping the bag, Miles glanced inside in confusion. Why in the world does his darling girl keep clothes, toiletries, and other small miscellaneous things in a bag near the door.
He has noticed this behavior before in some friends of his who work in public health or in the military. They all keep a gobag of sorts that has everything they could need to survive for a few days if they needed to make a hasty escape.
None of it made sense to him, but he made sure to place all the items back inside the bag exactly how he found it and put it back under the table.
Miles settled back on the couch, his mind running through all the possible reasons that she could have a go bag.
Glancing up at the sound of her walking into the living room, all the air left his body at the image of her standing in front of him. Losing all train of thought, all he could focus on was the beauty standing there.
”Babygirl, you are stunning.”
He watched the blush creep over her face before she turned and hid behind her hair.
”I’m really not, but thank you.”
Miles motioned her over to him and waited to see what she would do. He was trying to take things slow with her, but that was becoming increasingly hard to do.
He was pleased when she walked towards him and stood between his spread knees. Deciding to test the waters a little bit, Miles grabbed her hands, and gently pulled her down into his lap.
There was only a moment of hesitation, before she settled in and laid her head down on his chest. Miles was marking this as a win in his book and right now he needed to count all the wins he could.
“I wanted to apologize, Little one, for my behavior this afternoon. It was wrong of me to handle the situation with your car before talking to you first.”
“I accept your apology, Miles. I understand why you thought it was best to just scrap the car, but that wasn’t your place. You aren’t my boyfriend or husband, so you don’t get to make decisions about my life withoutconsulting me first.”
“Yet.”
“What?” she replied puzzledly.
“I’m not your boyfriend or husband yet. Just like I’m not your Daddy, but I will be one day soon.”
They fell into a comfortable silence as Miles let her process his words. He was ready to take the next step with Olivia, but that would mean having a conversation about what they would expect out of a relationship together.
She still hadn’t confirmed to him that she knew what a Daddy and Little relationship was, but each time he mentioned those words he could see a small look of longing in her eyes. Olivia might not have confirmed it, but they both knew and that’s all he needed.
“I would like you to come spend the weekend with me, Little Bunny.”
