“I look twelve.”
I bit back a smile because I couldn’t argue with that. She rolled her eyes again. “Anyway, Bella misses you.”
I leaned back in my seat and my face relaxed. “Just Bella?”
Another coy, toothless smile formed on her face. “No, not just her. I forgot how much I hate sleeping alone.” She poked her bottom lip out.
“I know, I’ve grown accustomed to you hugged around me like a koala bear. I’ll be back before you know it though.”
She sighed. “Everything going good?”
I nodded and the two of us got lost in conversation. I gave her a summary of what I was working on for Steel Freight and she updated me on her progress with her comic. She had been working on it a lot and had gotten a lot further than she was when I first got here.
When she sneezed and winced, I frowned. “You okay? You’re not getting sick, are you?”
She rubbed her eyes. “No. My allergies are acting up. It happens every year.”
I squinted, studying her face. Now that I was paying more attention, I noticed she looked tired.
“I know you said you hate sleeping alone, but have you been sleeping?”
An innocent smile formed on her mouth. “Yes, daddy, I have.”
“I’ve never really been into the Daddy Dom scene but for you I’d try it.” I wagged my brows.
“Ew no.” She chuckled. “No offense to those who do it, but I’m not calling my man daddy.”
I licked my lips and pulled the phone closer to my face. “Oh so I’m your man now?”
Her eyes widened with realization, causing one corner of my mouth to lift. “I mean, it seems like it. Unless I misunderstood things.”
I shook my head. “Nah, I like the sound of that, actually. You know though, when I get back, we got some shit we gotta straighten out.”
Her face fell and her eyes lowered. “Yeah, I know.”
I didn’t want to get into all that right now so I changed the subject.
“Can I see your playroom?” Nakyra asked, now lying in her bed.
“What you wanna see that for?” I asked, but stood up. My playroom was in my basement I’d added on when I got the house.
“Just want to know more about you. See what you’re into.” Her voice came out soft and innocent.
In my playroom I had a bed, of course, a spanking bench, a couple different floggers, paddles on the wall, along with some binding items and my toy chest. It had been a minute since I’d used my playroom though and it felt bittersweet being inside.
“Oh wow, it looks normal.”
I chuckled. “The hell that mean?”
She shrugged. “I don’t know, I expected it to look darker, a little scary. It’s kind of tame, honestly.”
“I told you I’m not into hardcore play. I’m a sensual lover; so most of my stuff is made to make you feel good, not cause pain.”
“I can’t believe you’re a kinkster. I would never guess looking at you.”
That made me laugh.
Talking to Nakyra felt good. I wasn’t typically the person who cared to be on the phone long term since a lot of my workday involved me being on and off the phone all day, but I didn’t dare hang up. In fact, I would make sure we spoke every night before I ended my day.
