“I’m not wearing one. It was too much effort.” Especially as she had little to support.
“Stay where you are and let me help,” he warned her. He quickly tugged off her t-shirt. She blushed, expecting him to stare, but he kept things matter-of-fact as he drew her nightgown over her head. Then he helped her stand and knelt to tug down her shorts. It was all done quickly and efficiently.
And for some stupid reason, she was a little disappointed.
“Do you need to go potty?”
She felt herself blushing bright red as she nodded. He picked her up again and carried her into the bathroom. “I’ll just go put all your clothes away while you use the potty. Leave the door open so I can hear you.”
She walked into the bathroom, but couldn’t leave the door open. She wouldn’t need help. She used the toilet, startling as she heard a knock at the door.
“Little one, you’ve been in there long enough. Out you come.”
She opened the door and he gave her a firm look. “I thought I said to leave that open. No closed doors, understand?”
“O-okay.”
“I need to hear if you get into trouble. Don’t worry, I won’t stand directly outside listening to you pee.” He winked at her. “But any more fainting spells and I’m going to seriously consider diapers.”
She gave a small gasp as he took her hand and led her to the bedroom. “I don’t need a diaper.”
“No? Hm, we’ll see when your Little appears what you need.”
“How will she appear?” she asked hesitantly as he took hold of her hand and led her slowly back to the bedroom.
“I’ll help you. That’s what I’m here for.” He smiled at her. “You just need to trust me a bit, all right?”
“All right.”
“All right, Daddy,” he said firmly.
“A-all right, Daddy.” That was surprisingly easier than she’d thought. And the warm smile he gave her filled her with happiness.
“Thank you, baby girl,” he said as he walked into her bedroom and sat on the bed, pulling her onto his lap. She adored how he wasn’t afraid to show affection.
“For what?”
“For giving me the gift of you. I promise I’ll take good care of you.”
Tears welled. To her way of thinking, he’d been the one to give and all she’d done was take. Giving him this, it was still selfish of her. But she was starting to see this was something he really wanted too. And maybe, in a small way, she was paying him back for everything he’d done for her.
“I’ll take good care of you too, Daddy,” she told him, surprised by the childish note to her voice. Where had that come from?
“I know you will, baby girl. Now, let’s have a little chat about rules. Obviously, you’re to follow all of your doctor’s orders. Break any of those and there will be consequences, okay?”
“Yes, Daddy.” She expected that.
“Daddy will help you. I’m going to sit down with you when I get home and go through your medication. I also need to get a naughty girl book to take note of everything.”
Oh crap.
“I’m also going to make certain that you rest lots and eat well. But just so you know, all junk food will be hidden away. Don’t want to tempt any naughtiness while Daddy isn’t here.”
Oh. Drat.
“When I’m not here, I expect you to have your cell phone with you at all times. You must answer all of my calls and texts unless you are sleeping. But as soon as you wake, you must call me back, understood?”
“Yes, Daddy.” That still felt a little odd, but also right at the same time.