As we got to the top of the stairs and awayfrom the chatter below, Jarrett seemed to relax even more. “That soundsreasonable.”
“From what Dakota has said, they want toget a schedule going for that position so the littles know when there will bea…temporary Daddy, so to speak, on duty.” Jarrett seemed to startle at thatphrase, so I just shrugged and headed into the playroom.
“The role would be flexible depending onthe mix of people and what’s needed, so I’m thinking there’s going to be a lotof autonomy in the position, but the overall goal is to make sure it’s awelcoming space for single subs, not just ones who are already inrelationships.”
Heading into the playroom, Jarrett’s entiredemeanor seemed to change. The quiet man who’d looked ready to bolt downstairsnow looked confident and surveyed the room like it was his kingdom. Austin haddone a great job on the playroom, there was no denying that. But I could onlyassume that he’d badgered the crew to finish the playroom first because it wasthe only one that looked like it was ready for littles to come charging in.
“This looks nice.” Jarrett walked throughthe open areas and studied the toys and books before moving over to the criband what I thought was a changing table. “I think maybe a corner with pillowsand maybe even something like a blanket fort would be good, but this is a greatstart.”
Okay, maybe he was the right person for theplayroom…now I just had to find the guys and hope they saw it too.
Chapter 19
Dakota
“We need furniture in here.” Staring up atthe ceiling, I sighed. “Even folding chairs would be nice.”
Because as great as the room was looking,the floor was not comfortable enough to relax on for any amount of time.
Laughter and agreement came from around theroom. Forcing myself to sit up, I shifted so I was leaning against Tristan’slegs and got back on track. “Okay, so what did we think?”
Tanner spoke first, still pacing around theroom. “Overall, I think they’re a good crowd. There were a few I’m not so sureabout, though.”
Like the chatterbox who’d made me sitthrough ten minutes of excited lectures on why he wanted to work at the club.
But considering the fact that I was theonly one who found him annoying, I wasn’t planning on complaining.
As Tristan stroked a hand over my head, hespoke to Austin. “What did you think about Jarrett?”
Austin’s face tightened, giving him apinched look before smoothing out again. “As much as I hate to share my kiddos,he’s probably a good alternative to them playing alone because there’s no way Ican spend all my time with them.”
And we were back to the big question…heknew they were grown-ups, right?
Tristan’s body jerked under my touch and Iknew he was silently laughing. He found us all endlessly entertaining, butsince that was much preferable to constantly annoying, I liked it.
Besides, we were fabulous characters so itwas no wonder he loved hanging around us…even my readers said so.
I had the emails to prove it.
Tanner decided just to switch topics andignore Austin’s strange answer. “So that’s one position filled. What about theyoung man who wants to work the front desk?”
Tanner glanced around as we all nodded.“He’s willing to trade hours for a membership, but if he works out, I’d like tooffer him a paid position. I know we can’t do too many of those yet, but he’sgot a welcoming personality and he looks very innocent. Aside from hiscredentials, it’s partly selfish. There’s no way anyone will think he’s intoanything kinky.”
“So if we do have unexpected visitors,they’re just going to see a sweet-looking omega who’s staring at them with wideeyes.” Bradley nodded. “I like it. And he’s got a good resume and background incyber security.”
We were meeting the most interesting peoplelately.
It was going to make a great book series atsome point…once I found some time to work it in.
Lately there’d been too many good ideas tokeep track of and I was running out of hours in the day. It’d been easier whenI’d been by myself more, but Tristan was more important than characters or booksales.
Just thinking that had me wanting tosquirm. Very few things were more important than my books…the guys and nowTristan.
Yeah, I was clearly falling head over heelsfor the man.
My mind drifted in and out as we wentthrough the different people and positions. We had more people than spots atthe moment, so we were going to be focusing on the people who fit best first.That seemed to be the easiest way to avoid offending anyone, but theconfidentiality clauses they’d all signed would protect us just in case anyonegot their knot in a trap.
I must’ve been more distracted than Ithought because Tristan had to tap my shoulder before I noticed everyone wasgetting up to leave. My best guess was that we were done and I wasn’t going topoint out the fact that I’d been mentally somewhere else by asking if I wascorrect.
