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Jenner glanced over from where he was sitting on the rug on the floor of her playroom.

It had been a smart idea of Tobias’s to order all of this stuff the first day they arrived here. They’d been at the cabin close to two weeks and Immy spent more time in here than anywhere else.

She was still moving a bit carefully and her wrist would take a while to heal, but it was clear to see that she was feeling much better.

Poor baby was still having nightmares, though.

She’d wake up most nights screaming. He and Tobias were taking turns sleeping in her bedroom with her. Although, he slept in the armchair because he was worried about kicking her.

Right. Is that what you’re really worried about? Or that you’ll start something that will lead to sex?

Something he wasn’t sure if either of them were ready for.

Because the likelihood of that was far greater than him accidentally kicking her in his sleep.

“I’ll take a key lime pie please, baby.”

He was actually surprised by how easy this had all been. Immy found it easier to slip into Little headspace when she was in her playroom. So this is where they spent most of their time. But while she’d been resting and recuperating, he and Tobias had spent a lot of time together.

They’d gotten to know each other better, which was helping them now take care of Immy together.

Tobias had spoken to Alejandro about moving to Nashville permanently. Something Alejandro had been surprisingly onboard with, although Tobias had suspected he might use him for business down here. They could figure that out later. The relief on Immy’s face when Tobias had told her that he was moving to Nashville permanently had informed them both that she’d been worrying about the future.

“Here you go, Daddy!” she said, walking over to him with a bowl of slime.

“Yummy!” He patted his stomach. He was surprised by how relaxed he was here. Other than at Christmas, he never took time off.

Seemed he was well overdue.

There had been no sign again of Lauren’s killer. Could be he’d disappeared, could be he was waiting to strike again. But it was doubtful he knew of this place. Tobias had ordered the stuff for Immy’s playroom under an alias just in case.

“Eat it all up, Daddy!” she told him, waggling a finger. “If you don’t, no dessert.”

“I thought this was dessert.”

“No! Silly Daddy.”

“Have I told you how adorable you are today?”

“Aww thanks, Daddy. Papa dressed me.”

“Papa did a great job.” She was wearing white fluffy leggings, and an oversized blue sweater with a white owl on the front.

When she bent over and the sweater rode up . . . well, he could tell that she had a padded bottom.

“Are you wearing your training pants today?”

“Yes! Papa insisted. I don’t know why.”

“Hmm, could it be because you barely made it to the toilet yesterday?”

She’d been having too much fun and also tended to wait until the last moment to tell them that she had to pee.

But he also knew Tobias was using that as an excuse to push her boundaries a bit. To see what she liked and didn’t like. She knew that if there was anything she didn’t like, she just had to say her safeword, which was red.

Jenner was wondering if he could get her into a diaper for her nap.

Worth a shot.