Page 17 of Deep Daddy

And after all that Harrison was doing for him, Sammy wanted to do a little something in return.

Harrison sounds… a little sad.

I need to cheer him up.

And I know how…

‘Pretty please can I have a hot chocolate?’ Sammy said, making his best puppy dog eyes. ‘It’s this fall breeze! Even in my coat I’m feeling a little chilly.’

Harrison growled, but he evidently felt like a hot drink himself.

‘Sure, kid,’ Harrison said. ‘I’ll allow it. You wait here while I queue up at the Tea Truck. I’m sure they’ll do a perfect hot chocolate to go alongside my English tea.’

This was perfect.

Sammy watched as Harrison strode over towards the Tea Truck and took his place in the queue. Harrison towered above the students, his physically imposing frame even putting some of the football jocks in the shade.

He’s so… sexy.

But this isn’t about that.

This is about doing something good in return for Harrison…

Despite knowing it was against the rules, the sight of Harrison being preoccupied by the queue for the hot drinks was too good to resist. Sammy had been itching to look at his cell phone all morning and if he was going to have a chance to do so, now was the window of opportunity.

Sammy leant up against a lamppost and turned his body slightly away from Harrison. This was perfect. With Harrison’s view of Sammy obscured, he snuck his phone out of his pocket and immediately made a beeline for TikTok, then Instagram and then YouTube.

Because Sammy had signed himself out of his accounts, he wasn’t inundated with messages or updates. This meant that he was simply presented with all the latest viral videos. Sammy felt very naughty as he looked at the phone – but there would be no consequences as long as Harrison didn’t spot him!

Sammy found himself scrolling like a maniac before long. It was like all of the social media he had missed over the last few days was suddenly being uploaded into his brain at a billion miles per hour.

Sammy almost felt dizzy with excitement. The fact that he knew he was doing something that was against Harrison’s rules was also probably part of the reason for why he felt so giddy.

‘Oh, shoot!’ Sammy said, glancing over toward the queue and seeing that Harrison was in the process of paying for the drinks. ‘Act subtle. Act innocent!’

With one swift move, Sammy put his phone back in his pocket and turned to face in the oncoming Harrison’s direction.

Phew. Got away with it.

I feel naughty, but…

What Harrison doesn’t know won’t hurt him!

* * *

The rest of the day was pretty relaxing. Sammy and Harrison had gone back home to have some quiet time. Harrison spent an hour in his study doing some reading and corresponding with an overseas author. Sammy meanwhile opened up a new set of coloring pencils and quietly beavered away doing illustrations of some of his favorite meals being eaten by a series of cuddly bears.

Once Harrison was finished with his work, he changed into his rock-climbing clothes and headed out to meet with his friend Zane. Sammy couldn’t help but notice just how athletic Harrison looked. Out of his normal smart suit and trousers, Harrison looked every inch the professional athlete.

Long, strong legs? Yup.

Broad shoulders that looked like they could carry three Littles at once? You bet.

And the fact that Harrison was looking so fit and healthy in his mid-forties was just even hotter as far as Sammy was concerned. There was something highly arousing about seeing Harrison in his snug thermal t-shirt and short, looser-fit black shorts.

But as hot as Harrison had looked on his departure, he looked even better upon his return…

‘Harrison! You look… muddy?’ Sammy said, bursting out into laughter at the sight of Harrison’s mud splattered legs and face. ‘Did you make a boo-boo and fall off a rock and into a muddy puddle?’