Epilogue

Brayden

When Ethan first asked me to move in, I wasn’t sure if he was serious or not. Even when we brought over my first load of clothes and toys, I was still unsure if he might change his mind at any moment. It just seemed too good to be true.

But as the days turned into weeks, Ethan’s excitement to see me every afternoon when I got home and every morning when I woke up just grew and grew. And I was right there with him. Falling asleep in his arms was soothing in a way I didn’t know possible. It was just so easy to relax and feel safe when I knew Daddy was always there to take care of me.

And he let me have my friends over all the time.

On Friday, Augie and I made arrangements to see a movie after work, and then he was coming over for dinner and a video game sleepover.

Max and Dylan were also invited, but they both had plans with their Daddies, so it was just me and Augie for the Bigfoot movie and then Daddy picked us up.

“How was it?” Daddy held out sippy cups of juice for us when we got into his car.

“Amazing.” I grabbed both cups and then handed one to Augie. “You should have come.”

“It was good, Daddy Ethan. Thanks for picking us up.” Augie was always super polite to everyone. It was that politeness that sometimes got him into trouble, but Daddy appreciated polite boys. He told me that all the time.

“I’m happy to pick you up, and I’m glad you had fun.” He pulled out of the parking lot and turned onto the main road toward our house. “I have dinner waiting and a surprise dessert for you boys if you eat all your veggies.”

“Veggies?” Augie huffed and turned to me. “You told him I don’t eat everything, right?”

I placed my hand on Augie’s shoulder to reassure him. “I did, and it’s fine. He knows what you don’t like. Right, Daddy?”

“I was very careful to stick to your list, Augie. And you don’t have to eat anything you don’t like. But since I only made what you do like, I think you’ll both be safe for dessert.”

“I hope so, Daddy, because I really like dessert.” I turned to Augie. “You’ll like it. Daddy is an excellent cooker.”

Daddy chuckled at that. “Thank you, sweet boy. You always know how to stroke Daddy’s ego.”

Augie giggled and leaned closer to me to whisper, but he didn’t have a quiet whisper voice. “He said stroke.”

I giggled too at Augie’s silliness and waggled my eyebrows. “Well, I am a good stroker of all Daddy’s parts.”

“Are you boys behaving back there?” Daddy looked at us through his rearview mirror with a raised eyebrow.

“Yes, Daddy,” I said.

But Augie threw me under the bus. “Sorry, Daddy Ethan. We’ll be good.”

“We don’t have to. Daddy loves me even when I’m being silly or rude or grumpy.” I put my head on Augie’s shoulder. “And when you find a Daddy, he’ll love you all the time too.”

Augie sucked in a deep breath and sighed. “I don’t know about that, but as long as I get to borrow your Daddy sometimes, it’ll be okay.”

It made my heart sad when Augie talked about not finding a Daddy of his own. I knew he would. He deserved to have someone love him and take care of him the way Daddy did with me. But until that day happened, Max and I would share. “Anytime. Whether you need cuddles or play time or even help with a diaper, Daddy will help you. Right, Daddy?”

Daddy coughed from the front seat and then cleared his throat. “Of course, sweet boy. Augie will always be taken care of.”

“See.” I hugged Augie to my side as Daddy pulled onto our street. “We’ve got you, Aug.”

I looked at Daddy through the mirror and smiled. “Thank you, Daddy. I love you.”

“I love you too, sweet boy.” He parked the car in the driveway and then killed the engine. “Now, who’s ready for butter pasta and grilled chicken with asparagus?”

I glanced at Augie and smiled. “I am!”

“Me too!” Augie released his seatbelt and reached for the door handle. “That’s my favorite dinner!”

Daddy helped me out of the car and then pressed me up against the side of his car while Augie ran up the porch steps. “You’re such a good boy, Brayden. And a good friend. I’m proud of you.”

Tears filled my eyes as I beamed up at Daddy. No one had ever said that to me before. “You’re a good Daddy, Daddy. I’m proud of you too.”

He pressed his forehead to mine and then kissed the tip of my nose. “Alright, sweet boy. Let’s get you fed so you can keep the party going!”

“Good idea, Daddy. You’re so smart.” I held his hand and tugged him behind as I tried to jog up to the porch. Tonight was gonna be another best night ever. I could feel it already.

Next in the Blue Collar Daddies in the City series…

Augie likes what he likes, but trying to explain himself to others almost never goes the way he plans...

Augie has been slow to start dating since his attack last year. He’s physically healed but still nervous about trusting new men. When Ethan, his friend’s Daddy, introduces him to a chef friend, Augie is smitten. The only problem is that chefs like to cook, and Augie is a picky eater. Like, can’t trust anyone to cook for him because it’s never right.

So he tries to hide his true feelings.

Dex is intrigued by the sweet boy Ethan introduced him to, but he gets the feeling there’s so much he doesn’t yet know. Other than the fact that Ethan likes to have Little playdates with Ethan’s boy and a few other friends, he isn’t sure how much of what Augie shares is true or half-truths.

But he has every intention of finding out.

Daddy’s Picky Eater is the eighth book in the Blue Collar Daddies in the City series about tough and tender Daddies looking for love and the sweet boys who help them find it. Inspired by the author’s own struggle with accepting food without a full ingredient list, you’ll find DDLB, ABDL, age play, and a happy ever after.