When she saw no one else, she breathed out a sigh of relief.
“What’s wrong?” Zander asked after he’d put three pans of lasagna into the oven. Three! It boggled her mind that they’d eat so much. But he’d told her that Ammo could almost eat a whole one on his own and Webb wasn’t much behind him.
Yikes.
“The cupcakes look kind of lopsided,” she told him, staring down at the icing critically.
“They’ll taste the same no matter how they look,” he told her calmly.
She guessed so.
As Miles had told her, she didn’t have to be good at everything. It would be nice to be good at something, though.
Zander reached up into a cupboard and drew out bottles of sprinkles of all different shapes. There were little gold balls, those sprinkles that fizzled in your mouth, chocolate sprinkles, and so many more that her mouth watered.
“What’s all this?”
“Decorations for the cupcakes.”
“I can use whatever I like?”
“Of course.” He gave her a curious look. “Everything here is yours now, Little Thief. You don’t have to ask before using it. The only places that are off-limits are everyone’s private rooms.”
It still didn’t feel right. Like she was an intruder.
“I wasn’t talking about the cupcakes, though,” he said.
She glanced over at him as she was busy choosing her color scheme. Now this was going to be fun.
“What?”
“You looked worried just before. Is it about the way the others treated you just before, because I talked to them about it.”
She shifted from foot to foot. “I don’t want you to make them like me.”
“I didn’t tell them they had to like you. Just that you’re mine, you’re here to stay and they better be respectful.”
Wow, he was sexy when he went all protective and commanding. Of course, he was like that most of the time . . . hence her over-heightened sex drive at the moment.
“Was that what you were worried about?” he asked.
“Not exactly. I called you Daddy by accident.” She was trying to keep her Little under wraps. It wasn’t that easy. Her Little really wanted to come out and play with the sprinkles. She wouldn’t worry about things being done right. “I was worried someone might hear.”
“You don’t want anyone else to know?”
“Uh, well, I wasn’t sure if you did,” she explained.
He shrugged. “I haven’t told them yet, but my team doesn’t keep secrets. And they know that Ammo and I often go to a BDSM club. Eli doesn’t like clubs, but his wife was his sub. Honey and Webb, I’m not sure about exactly. But Miles definitely gives off Little vibes.”
Yeah, even she could see that.
“You don’t need to be ashamed of it or hide who you are, Little Thief,” he told her.
Well, that was a huge relief.
“Okay, thanks, Daddy. What do you think about chocolate and gold sprinkles?”
“Sounds good to me.”