Page 43 of Margo

“I’m sorry, Daddy. So, so sorry. I want to be a good Little girl for you. I want to behave so you’ll want to keep me.”

“Margo!” Knox spoke urgently, pulling her away from his chest, and taking her face in his hands. “Stop with that nonsense. I want to keep you. That’s never been a question. I want you. It doesn’t matter what mistakes you make or how many times you make them, I’m not going anywhere.”

“But… but… you said this was a trial run.” Margo wiped her eyes with the hem of his shirt.

“I did say that. But that was about you. It was for your benefit, to give you time to adjust, to give you time to trust me and to see what being my Little girl might be like. So you could see if it was something you wanted.”

“Oh.” Margo sniffled. “I know it hasn’t been very long, but so far, it’s been really nice. You’re a good Daddy, and I kinda like being your Little girl.”

“I’m glad to hear that, but you don’t have to rush to make a decision. There’s time. You might decide I’m too big of a fuddy-duddy or too strict.”

Margo shook her head. “It’s a hard rule. I’m sure this won’t be the only time I get in trouble for breaking it. But… I don’t care if you don’t. If it’s important to you, I’ll do my best. I want to make you happy and be a good girl for you.”

“I am happy, and you are a good girl. I already know you’re mine, little one. I’m just waiting for you to know it.”

Margo’s heart pounded in her chest. She could feel the usual panic and fear threatening to engulf her, but she pushed it out of the way, like she should have done the night of Baze and Luna’s wedding. “I do know it. I don’t need to wait. I want to be yours now.”

Knox smiled widely, then looked at her with concern. “Are you sure? I don’t want to rush you.”

She shook her head and took his hands in hers. “I’m ready. And I’m sure. I don’t want to wait. I can’t wait. Like… the longer we wait to make it official, the more I’ll probably panic and freak out every time I’m naughty, like I did today. And I can’t do that. It’s too much. It’s hard on me and on you. I want you to know I trust you. I want you to know I know you’re a good Daddy and I’m safe with you, and I know you’re not gonna hurt me or give up on me. And the only way I know to show you that for sure, and to make myself stop panicking, is to jump in with both feet, the way I should have done a week ago.”

Knox nodded and kissed her lips softly. He pulled away until they were forehead to forehead, their lips not touching, but close enough that they could feel each other’s breath. “I’ll jump with you,” he promised. “And I’ll never let go.”

Margo’s heart skipped a beat and she flushed with happiness. Tears pooled in the corners of her eyes. Since when was she so weepy that she cried even when she was happy? “That’s it then? We’re official? You’re my Daddy and I’m your Little girl?”

“It’s official!” Knox shouted. Grabbing her around the waist, he leapt to his feet and spun her around in a circle. Her pants and diaper fell from around her ankles and hit the floor.

When he set her on her feet, Margo was dizzy with happiness. “It’s official!” she cried, echoing him. “What do we do now?”

“Now, I get you dressed and put a fresh diaper on you, and we go together to tell your friends. And since I’m feeling generous, I’ll help you all finish the clean-up and then because it’s a holiday, and I have lots to celebrate, and a wonderful start to the New Year already, we’ll have pizza for dinner, and ice cream sundaes for desert, and watch a movie with our friends. And tonight, after they all go to bed, I’ll show you just how happy I am that you are finally mine.”

A shiver ran down Margo’s spine at the delicious promise in his words. “I can’t wait,” she said, and she meant it. For the first time in longer than she could ever remember, Margo was at peace, and all was right in her world. She was her Daddy’s and he was hers. And that was a promise she could take to the bank.

Knox

When they were both dressed in jammies, Margo was wearing a fresh diaper, and pizzas had been ordered via an app on his phone, Knox took her hand and led her to the common area where the girls were still on the floor sorting puzzle pieces.

They looked up when he entered. Their gazes went first to Margo, making sure she was okay, and then back to him.

“Why do you have jammies on?” Mariah asked. “We haven’t even had dinner yet.”

“New plans,” Knox announced as he sat beside Mariah and Jade on the floor and began to sort puzzle pieces.

The girls stopped what they were doing and gaped at him. “Wh-what are you doing?” Jilly asked as Margo plopped down beside her, wincing when her bottom hit the floor.

Ellie looked at the clock. “Don’t we need to make dinner soon? It’s my job today to be a kitchen helper.”

“Chores are canceled,” Knox announced glibly.

“No fair! I already did mine!” Mariah pouted.

“Me too,” Tessa agreed.

“I did too, but I’m not so much worried about that,” Jade mused. “I’m more concerned about why Knox is helping us and what we are having for dinner if there’s no one on kitchen duty.”

Knox just smiled and continued sorting. It looked like they were down to the last three puzzles. Of course, they were the hard ones with smaller pieces, but he was determined.

“Come on girls. Let’s get this cleaned up. I’m gonna help you for the next hour. Let’s see if we can get it done by then.”