Page 17 of Daddy’s Pursuit (The Daddy Guard #1)
Chapter Seventeen
Iris awoke the following morning still thinking of Jack.
She practically floated down the stairs to where she found the Aunties working in the kitchen, preparing for the arrival of the day’s Littles.
“Mmm. Those eggs and that bacon smell good!” she said.
“There are biscuits, too,” Caroline said. “Just like I used to have back home.”
“Where are you from?”
The matronly woman continued whisking a bowl of egg yolks. “Georgia.”
“I thought I heard that in your voice,” Iris said.
“I’ve been here twenty years, but the accent never leaves you,” Caroline told her. “And neither does the love of a good biscuit. We’ll have gravy for them, too. Just like back home.”
Auntie Athena slid a tray of cut, shaped dough into the oven and then turned back to look at Iris. “That diaper of yours is soggy, honey. I need to change it.”
“Yes, Ma’am.”
“But I have to watch the oven and stove. I’m afraid this cooking is a two-person job.”
“I can wait, Ma’am.”
“I’m not so sure she can,” Caroline commented with a shake of her head. “That thing is barely hanging on! Honey, you drenched it.”
Iris giggled. “I slept hard, Aunties.”
“I guess you did,” Caroline noted.
“I can change her.”
Everyone turned to see Jack standing in the doorway. He walked in with Trevon following closely behind.
“You know,” Trevon’s deep voice rumbled, “I never used to see this guy except when he was here to work security. Now, this is the second morning in a row that he’s dropped by.” He wore a knowing grin.
Jack spread his hands. “What can I say? I love seeing your smiling face, buddy.”
Trevon threw his head back and let out a hearty laugh. It almost felt like a clasp of thunder to Iris.
“Something tells me,” Trevon said, “that you’re not here to see me.” His eyes fell on Iris.
She blushed hard.
Trevon wasn’t done with her. He reared his head back, his eyes going wide.
“They weren’t kidding! I heard them say you had a saggy diaper, little lady, but couldn’t actually see it until we walked in here.
Now I know they were right! Goodness. You best get that taken care of or it’s going to slide right down and show off that cute booty to everyone. ”
Iris giggled.
“That’s why I’m offering to help her,” Jack said. He turned his focus to her. “Is that okay, honey?”
Iris wasn’t sure why she was hit with a sudden surge of bravery, but letting go of all her usual self-doubt and inhibitions, she ran to Jack, jumped on him, and wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck.
The others laughed.
“I think that’s a yes,” Athena said. “And thanks for tending to her. We have our hands full with breakfast.”
“Though they’re never too full to help out a cutie,” Caroline added. “But this does save time. We’re about to have some hungry Littles spill through those doors.”
Trevon nodded. “They get mighty particular, too, when it comes to breakfast. I think they’d knock me over in a stampede if we’re not careful!”
Still clinging to Jack, Iris laughed. “No one could knock you over, Uncle Trevon.”
“I don’t know, sweetie. I’d rather not find out.”
Jack carried her from the room, upstairs, and to the nursery. She was so nervous. And so excited.
He was about to see her undressed.
Well, partially undressed, at least. But he’d be looking at her… you know. He’d see everything !
Just the thought made her bury her face in his shoulder and giggle.
She felt hard muscle poking against her nose and cheeks.
Mmm. Being held by Jack was yummy.
Could she actually go through with the rest of this? Just lay there helplessly while he pulled her wet diaper off and cleaned her?
And about that wet diaper…
What would he think? He already knew it was soaked, sure. He’d even volunteered to change it. But once he actually saw it, would that change how he felt? Didn’t he want a woman who acted like a… woman?
Or did he truly want a Little to care for?
Should she really be worried? she asked herself. Weren’t his feelings pretty obvious?
Trevon was right—Jack had shown up for two mornings in a row and it was clearly all about seeing her.
Plus, they’d had that date last night. After the ice-cream shop, he’d taken her on a shopping spree.
She’d come back to the mansion loaded down with toys and new outfits.
Even makeup and stuff like that. She’d hated spending his money, but he’d insisted.
And he’d smiled the entire time, watching her make the selections.
Chill out, Iris. There’s no need to worry about this. He’s clearly just as into you as you are him. And he obviously loves Littles. There’s no reason to wonder how he’ll react. Jack Daddy is in heaven!
A moment later, her hunch was proven true. Affection shone in his eyes as he laid her atop the changing table.
Gosh, he was handling her like she weighed nothing. It was as effortless as if he were simply laying a pillow down.
“I’m glad this diaper didn’t leak. The Aunties had you swaddled good and tight, though. Still, they might want to see about putting you in plastic panties, too. Just to be on the safe side.” He chuckled as he unfastened the four tapes. “That’s what I’d do if you were staying the night with me.”
A warm feeling suffused inside Iris. It wasn’t that she wanted to leave the nursery. In only a couple of days that place felt like home. But staying the night with Jack? That would be amazing!
Her mind emptied of all thoughts as Jack pulled her sodden nappy away, exposing her most sensitive area to the cool air around them.
“Just lay still like a good girl and let me clean you,” he said, taking a wipe from the warmer that rested in the corner of the changing table.
She couldn’t have moved even if she would have wanted to. Immobilized by a strange mix of nervousness and pleasure, Iris lay there while Jack gently worked the wet wipe up and down her slit. He cleaned the entire swath between her legs and then said, “Good girl. Now comes the powder.”
The comforting aroma swirled in the air, and the coolness of the powder further relaxed Iris as it fell on her skin. A moment later, she had a dry diaper on.
Part of her was relieved to be covered once again.
But part of her wanted to be exposed. She wanted Jack to explore even more…
“Come on. I’m going to wash up and then carry you down for breakfast. You might as well wash your hands, too, before you eat.”
Helping her from the changing table, he guided her into the attached bathroom where they both lathered soap on their hands and scrubbed.
Once they were downstairs again and walking into the kitchen, Jack said, “The diaper held. But just barely. You might want to put some plastic pants on her tonight.”
Working at the island, Athena looked up. “Are you telling me how to run my nursery?” The smirk on her face told Iris this was all in good fun.
“I’m an expert Daddy,” Jack pointed out. “So, yeah. I am.”
Athena picked up a biscuit and tossed it at him.
He laughed, caught it effortlessly, and then tore a chunk off with his teeth. “Hey, this is pretty good.”
“My grandma’s recipe,” Caroline called over her shoulder while pulling orange juice and milk from the fridge.
“Well, your grandma knew her stuff.” He ate some more and then asked, “Has Iris seen the doctor yet?”
The Little’s back stiffened at this.
A doctor? What on earth were they talking about?
“Nope. And that’s one recommendation from you that I’ll take,” Athena said. “Because I was thinking the same thing.”
“Do you have a full house today?” Jack asked.
Sitting at the table in the breakfast nook, Trevon swiped and tapped on the iPad before him. “Looks like we do. Nine coming today. Man, this place will be a zoo.”
Jack nodded. “Well, I’ll have some free time this afternoon. Around three. Let me call the doc, see if he can get her in, and if so, I’ll swing by and pick her up. I’d feel better if she had a thorough exam.”
It occurred to Iris that she didn’t have a say in this. She was a Little, after all. Right now, she was under their care. Her opinion didn’t really matter much as far as they were concerned. Not when it came to her own good.
“Deal,” Athena said.
Iris just hung her head and grumbled.
A doctor’s visit?
Yucky. Yucky. Yucky.