His Baby Boy (BDSM) (ManxMan) ✔️

four

"What's your favorite candy?"

I stared at the text. It's been a day since the date and Hal has sent me a good morning text and we had texted throughout the entire day and now here we are.

"I don't have a particular one."

Growing up my mother never let me have sweets. She'd give me a truffle or cut small pieces of chocolate for me but I never got to see the wrappers. When I was thirteen the sweets stopped and I couldn't even get one from where we lived because it was a small community where everyone knew everyone and so my mother would have heard from someone. I never had friends so I couldn't even ask for sweets.

Working at the convenience store was like a dream come true for me but I still-

" -don't have a favorite candy."

"Then I can help you find it."

I smiled at the text. I knew Hal was going to go all out but whatever he has in mind, I hoped I am ready for it. I put my phone aside as one of the customer finally walked up to the till. I scan her items, a few tampons, weighed her bananas, and her Cadbury Oreos. She gave me her card and I tap it against the monitor.

My phone buzzed against the counter and I want to reach for it but I couldn't until she was gone. I give her a big smile and tell her I have a nice day as she walked away. When she was gone, I quickly pulled out my phone and smiled at the text.

"Can I see you tonight?"

"Yes." I blushed as I reply. "I close by five."

The reply was instant and I find myself getting excited.

"Fancy another date?"

"Yes :)" I replied and put phone down and attend to the next customer. I was still smiling at her when Stanley walked over to me and grabbed the phone. He raised a brow at me and I shrugged.

"So... you've been glued to your phone?"

"It's a friend."

"A friend who you've been texting since yesterday."

"Stanley." I whined and reached for the phone. He raised it a bit higher and I lean back and huff. He eventually hands me my phone and I bat his hand away.

"You close by six."

"I know."

"My husband wants you to have two truffles from the fridge and he made you a couple of side dishes. He brought it a few minutes ago." Stanley said and I smile, my cheeks hurting from my smile. Charles Darlton was a great cook and everything he made was so tasty.

The first time he gave me side dishes to take home, at first I had been a bit scared of it. What if it was poisoned? It took me several days to heat it up and eat and when I did... it had to be the best home made food I've tasted. The man deserved an award.

Once it was six, I grabbed two truffles from the fridge and put it in a bag before making my way to the employees room. True to his words, there was a large bag containing side dishes next to my laptop bag.

I grabbed the my laptop bag and placed the truffle along with the side dishes. Immediately I stepped out of the store, a light blue Porsche stops in front of me and Hal gets down. Leg first and body afterwards. It felt like he was moving in slow motion.

"Baby, how are you?" Hal asked as he made his way over to me. He had on a grey suit, a round neck shirt underneath and black shoes, a big shiny watch on his wrist.

I felt the heat travel up to my cheeks but I couldn't help the smile I directed at him. "I'm good. How are you?" I asked as he leads me towards the passengers side of the car.