“Good, I’m glad. And I’ll see to it that you have your backstage pass, if it wasn’t already in your room when you got here.”
“It was, so I’m all set. Thanks!”
“Mister Derek?” Kyra said. “She likes it here so much because she’s a Little, like me! And she could really use a nice Daddy to take care of her and I just know if anyone in the world can find one for her, you can!”
Derek chuckled. “Thanks for the vote of confidence, Kyra. And you never know. The Ranch always has a lot of new Daddies who come here to see if they can find the Little or Middle who’s meant for them. I hope you’ll come see us here again, Kierra.”
“I would like to come back, but sheesh, Ky! Thanks for embarrassing the heck out of me. I am totally gonna spank you later if Rocky here doesn’t!”
“Well, I was right, though, wasn’t I?” Kyra protested.
“Well, yeah, I guess, but still… Rocky, I can spank her, can’t I?”
Brock spit out a short laugh. “Hardly, Kierra. See what I have to deal with, Derek? Maybe finding a Daddy quick for Kierra would be a good idea. Someone has to keep her in line.”
Kierra rolled her eyes. “And who’s gonna keep you in line, Rocky?”
“Little girl, you are treading on very thin ice right now,” he growled.
“I’ll see what I can do in the Daddy department,” Derek said, trying not-very successfully to suppress a grin.
“Thanks, Mister Derek,” Kyra said, her blue eyes glowing with excitement.
“Hey! What about me, guys? I’m standing right here,” Kierra said with a pout.
Brock turned to her. “And don’t you want to thank Mister Derek for being so kind and willing to help?”
She glared at him for a moment, but she couldn’t hold it for long. Her face broke into a crooked smile, as if she were trying to hold it back, and knowing her, she probably was. Finally, she batted her lashes as she said, “Thank you, Mister Derek.”
“You’re welcome, Kierra,” Derek said, then muttered to Brock out of the corner of his mouth, “You’ve got your hands full, don’t you?”
“Yeah, I sure do.”
“Well, I’ll leave you to it. Kyra, Kierra, have a great time and try to stay out of trouble, okay? Brock, you’ve got my number if you need anything.”
“I do. Thanks, Derek.”
Derek gave him a slap on the back. “No problem. By the way, nice glitter tattoo.”
“What? What are you talking about?”
Derek’s face broke into a huge grin. “I think your sweet girl has had some fun at your expense, buddy.”
“Ky,” Brock growled, “what did you do?”
She and Kierra both broke into a wild giggling fit while he glared at them.
“It’s back here,” Derek said with a small chuckle, tapping the back of Brock’s upper arm.
“What the…?” He tried to look over his shoulder, but he wasn’t able to see it. “What is it? Tell me,” he said.
“It appears to be a rainbow-colored unicorn all done in glitter. Nice job,” Derek said, keeping an almost-straight face.
“How long has this thing been gracing my skin?” he demanded of Ky.
“Um… long enough that everyone here has seen it, probably.”
“Kyra Marie Kicks, you are in so much trouble later.”