Page 17 of Daddy’s Little Duckling (Ivory Mountain Daddies #1)
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
EMMETT
E mmett couldn’t believe that he had Rae at his home. It was even harder to believe that she wanted to be his. Grinning at his Little girl, he helped her to standing before leading them down the hallway with Lola following on their heels.
Yep, just like he figured Lola and Rae would be attached at the hip. Emmett had slowly been building the nursery for his future Little girl.
When he found Rae and decided that she would be his, he slowly started to add more things that he thought she would like. Emmett paused at the door before stepping to the side to let Rae walk in first.
He didn’t show her this room on their tour when they first got home, but that was because he didn’t know how the conversation they needed to have would go.
The small gasp that he heard fall from her lips eased any concern he had left about Rae being a Little.
He stood at the doorway and watched as his Little Duckling stood amazed in the center of the room looking around .
Emmett admired what he had done to the nursery and loved getting to see it through her eyes.
From the pale yellow walls with twinkle lights strung around the ceiling to the furniture that he had custom built for his future Little, Emmett hoped that Rae loved it as much as he did.
“Can I go explore?”
“Of course, Little one, it’s all yours after all.”
Emmett watched Rae start at the crib running her hands across the white oak before leaning down and touching the bedding below.
He watched her reaction to the bedding closely. The research that Emmett had done on Rae’s processing disorder mentioned textures of fabric could be a serious trigger for some people.
He didn’t know if that was a trigger for her, but Emmett made it his mission after that discovery to find the softest fabric for her room and clothes.
He wouldn’t allow his Little girl to suffer because he had something in her safe space that could possibly be a trigger to her.
“Is that okay, sweetheart?”
Rae turned and graced him with a big grin before he heard her reply,
“It is! It is! There was no yucky feelings at all. That has to be the softest bedding I have ever felt!”
Emmett watched as she continued her way around the room glancing at the changing table in the corner.
The table was the same white oak shade as the bed and was outfitted with everything he might need for his Little girl, no matter what age she might be.
Her gaze lingered on the pull ups below and a blush swept its way across her face before continuing on. He made note of her reaction, but didn’t say anything.
Emmett watched Rae drop to her knees in front of the toy box before looking back at him as if she was seeking permission to explore inside.
He left his place at the door and settled in the rocking chair that was big enough for two and nodded his head slightly at her, giving her permission to open and look inside at all the toys that he had purchased.
He listened to her squeal as she started to pull out the toys from the box one by one. Emmett might have gone slightly overboard when he was purchasing things for her room, but listening and seeing the joy that crossed her face made it all worth it.
It’s not like he didn’t have the money to spoil his Little girl and he couldn’t think of a better way to spend it. He smiled at the image she made sitting in the middle of the rug surrounded by stuffies, puzzles, coloring books, art supplies, and dolls.
It was as if she had no idea where to begin playing with the toys and couldn’t decide what to do first.
“Little Duckling, how about we pick out one thing to do together for a bit before settling you in for bed. It’s been a long day and you need rest after working the past couple of days.
” Looking around at the choices, he watched Rae contemplate which she wanted to choose before settling on a book for him to read.
“Can I keep a stuffie, too?”
“Of course, sweetheart! All the stuffies need love.”
He watched her quickly pick up the elephant, that she promptly named Ellie, and gently place the rest of the toys back into her box for a later day.
Pulling her to him, Emmett settled her on his lap in the rocking chair and glanced at the book she picked out. Grinning, he leaned back and began reading to her The Ugly Duckling.
Before long he looked down at his baby and watched her as she was sucking her thumb and rubbing the ear of the elephant against her cheek.
Moving carefully, Emmett stood and brought Rae to the bedroom where he placed her bag earlier. He debated for a second leaving her in her work clothes, but figured she would be more comfortable in something else.
Emmett grabbed one of his shirts from his bedroom before coming back and quickly changing Raelyn into it. He couldn’t help but feel a sense of contentment at his darling girl being in his home and wearing his clothes.
Leaving the ensuite light on and door cracked, Emmett headed to bed after setting his alarm early enough to make sure he woke up before his Little Duckling to make breakfast for her.
He hoped that he might be able to see a little bit more of her Little tomorrow and he couldn’t wait for it.