35. Haylee

Writing the apology letter to Keith had been more difficult than she'd expected. As she wrote it, she felt terrible about her actions. She sat at the table for nearly two hours, trying to get the words on paper while Kane worked on his laptop across from her. When she'd finally finished it, she gave it to him to look over. He read it and nodded.

"Good job, baby."

"Do you think he'll forgive me?" she asked sadly.

Kane nodded. "I do. Keith is a good man. He's a Daddy, and he knows that Littles can be quite naughty sometimes."

She felt herself blush when he said that.

She was never naughty. Nope. Not ever.

"I'm not naughty, Daddy. I'm the goodest girl ever."

The grin on his face told her that he didn't believe her. She stuck out her lip and crossed her arms over her chest.

"Easy, baby. You are my good girl. And overall, you are not naughty. But you have your moments. Doesn't make me love you any less. Okay?"

"Okay, Daddy," she said, unfolding her arms.

"Wanna go play in your nursery for a bit before your nap?"

Her eyes lit up. "Oh, yes, please!"

Haylee spent the next couple of hours playing with her dollies and her tea set. She sat several dollies and Barbies around in a circle and offered them all tea. Her Daddy even sat on the floor with her and accepted a cup of tea, which made her feel all warm and gooey inside. He told her it was the best tea he'd ever had, which was silly because she didn't actually put tea in his cup. It was just air.

But, oh well. What did he know?

He was able to pry her away from playing for lunch, which he had to feed her because she was too excited to go back upstairs and play. His threats to warm her bottom had helped her focus on eating what he fed her. As soon as he said she could be done with lunch, she bounded back up the stairs, only to hear him barking at her to slow down.

When nap time rolled around, Kane pulled her onto his lap in the rocking chair and fed her a bottle of her protein shake. Her eyelids became heavy as she sucked the vanilla liquid down. She didn't even realize when Kane pulled the bottle from her mouth and replaced it with a pacifier before he carried her to her bed and tucked her in.

When she woke up, she felt so peaceful as she looked around the nursery, sucking on the pacifier in her mouth. It hadn't even been two weeks since she'd come to stay with Kane, and she couldn't imagine ever living her life without him. Knowing that Tim had been caught made her feel a million times better, and she looked forward to starting the rest of her life as Kane's Little girl.

She also wanted to get back to her career in the world of journalism, and she'd be able to leave the house and get in touch with some of her old friends from Pinebrook.

"Hey, sleepy girl," Kane said softly, bringing her out of her thoughts.

Pulling her pacifier out, she smiled. "Hi, Daddy."

"Sleep well?"

Nodding her head, she sat up and reached out for him. He instantly picked her up and carried her to the chair, snuggling her close against his chest as he sat. He rocked her for a long while, rubbing her back gently.

"Damian and Keith are going to be here in a bit. We're ordering pizza so none of us get food poisoning from my cooking."

She dreaded seeing Keith again. He was so angry the last time she'd seen him. She was pretty sure there was no way in heck he was going to forgive her. What if he was still angry and yelled at her?

As though Kane was reading her mind, he spoke softly.

"Baby, Keith isn't going to stay mad at you. I promise he won't be mean. I would never let that happen."

She nodded. He wouldn't let anything happen to her, and she knew it.

"Okay, Daddy."

Kane dressed her in a long-sleeve lavender onesie that snapped at the crotch, a light pink skirt that reached just above her knees, and a pair of fuzzy socks that she was able to pull up to her knees. He brushed her hair out and put it in low pigtails at the base of her neck. Standing in front of the full-length mirror in their bedroom, she twirled and giggled. She loved her outfit, even if it did give away the fact that she was a Little.

Damian and Keith were Daddies, after all.

Damian and Keith had just walked in through the interior garage door by the time she and Kane reached the bottom step. Haylee tightened her hold on Kane's hand and practically plastered herself to his side. Both of the other men smiled at her.

"Hey, little one. You look adorable," Damian told her, tugging on one of her pigtails.

"Thank you," she said quietly.

"I already ordered pizzas. They'll be here in about an hour," Damian told everyone.

"Good. That gives us a little bit of time. Haylee, go get the letter you wrote for Keith and give it to him."

Ugh. She had hoped he would give it to Keith for her.

Kane pointed her in the direction of where the letter was sitting on the table and gave her bottom a firm pat, sending her on her way. She grabbed the letter and took it to Keith. Standing in front of the tall man, she held the letter out for him. He smiled, took the paper from her hand, and sat on the couch.

Damian went into the kitchen and asked Kane if he wanted a beer. Kane nodded and left her standing in the living room in front of Keith as he read the letter. Even though the floor plan was open concept and she could still see her Daddy and Damian, she felt nervous. She stood awkwardly, shifting from foot to foot. When Keith looked back up to her, he smiled. It was the most genuine, kind smile, which settled her nerves a bit.

"Come here, sweet girl," he said.

She looked to her Daddy, who gave her a nod. She walked over to Keith and stood in front of him. Even though he was sitting and she was standing, they were at eye level with each other.

"Thank you for the letter. I appreciate your thoughtfulness in writing it, and I forgive you. Although, I'm going to have to get some Just for Men hair dye to cover all these new gray hairs," he said, running his finger through his hair dramatically.

Haylee giggled and leaped forward, flinging her arms around him in a hug. He wrapped his arms around her and hugged her back.

"Thank you. I was so worried you'd still be mad at me. I'm sorry about the gray hairs, but in my opinion, gray hairs make men look sexy. Not that I think you're sexy. I mean, it's not that you're not sexy, it's just that I only find my Daddy to be sexy."

All three men burst out laughing.

"Baby girl, it's okay if you find other men sexy. I'll just murder them and tie you to the bed if you do anything with them other than look," Kane said, grinning over at her.

It was her turn to giggle, and she barely refrained from rolling her eyes.

"I pity any man who gives you anything more than a brief glance," Keith said.

Kane shrugged and walked up behind her, planting a kiss on the top of her head. "Can never be too protective over my baby."