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Josh’s Jackpot by Anna Sparrows

Littles & Lace, Book 6

Detective Josh Walker has been walking a tightrope, suspended between his deepest desires and what he feels people expect from him. Add an embarrassing condition and a punishing job, and it’s a recipe for disaster. After all, he’s convinced he will only ever be accepted for bratty scene play, and no Daddy will ever want him as a forever Little.

Emmett Reid has been secretly crushing on his boss’s younger brother. With twenty odd years between himself and Josh, he knows it’s a pipe dream. At least, that’s what he thinks until a night at The Grove, the city’s premier BDSM club, brings him up close and personal with Josh…and throws in a wild card in the form of one smoking hot -if kind of short- blonde dom. Then, suddenly, he can’t get either man out of his head.

Meanwhile, Max Dalton’s been telling himself that he messed up with Josh six years ago and he isn’t going to repeat those mistakes. Besides, he’s a dom, not a Daddy. How could that even work? But when he finds himself playing co-Daddy with Emmett -smoking hot counsellor extraordinaire- Reid for a night, a whole world of possibilities open up before his eyes.

Will Josh believe that he deserves not only one Daddy, but two? How on earth are they going to manage a three-way friends-to-lovers relationship anyway? And, worse, what is Charlie -Josh’s brother, Max’s former partner, and Emmett’s boss- going to say??

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Chapter Ten – Josh

“Don’t Max me, Joshua.”

God, has he been practicing Daddy voice? Because it’s enough to entice my brain back towards that wonderful, floaty Little headspace.

“Now,” he says, “I know I said I’d stay at your place, but I’ve had another idea…”

I widen my eyes, anticipating his suggestion before he even says it.

“I think we should go to Emmett’s again if he’s not busy.”

Yep, there it is. The words I’d been hoping he’d say and also wish that he hadn’t.

Being with Max and Emmett on Wednesday night had been magical. It had been the first time in a long time that I’d fully regressed and truly enjoyed my headspace for no other reason than relaxation. They had given me a perfect evening of being doted on by two Daddies and I had spent the rest of the week trying to tell myself to never expect that kind of luxury again.

And now Max is dangling that temptation in front of me like a carrot on a stick.

I take too long to protest, and Max takes that as a sign that I’m open to the idea.

“So we’ll go to your place, pack an overnight bag, grab Ranger and-”

“Not overnight,” I shake my head and look down at my hands in my lap, realizing that I just agreed to everything else. I can’t deny that I want it.

Out of the corner of my eye, I watch Max firm his lips. “Can you talk to me about why overnight stays upset you?”

My cheeks flush and I clamp my lips shut. There’s no way in hell I want to talk to him about my issue.

“Josh…”

“No.”

He’s quiet for a few minutes, and I don’t look at him. Instead, I stare out of the window and watch the familiar scenery zoom past.

“We are going to talk about it,” he tells me as we pull up outside my apartment building. I live on the outskirts of the city proper. The building is six stories tall with two apartments on each floor. It’s an older brick building, but it was well priced when I signed my lease and I’m happy here. Much happier than when I was living with my parents and younger brother, anyway. “But it can wait until we get to Emmett’s place.”

I close my eyes and wonder if maybe I should have just gone home with Charlie. I probably could have sneaked away from him and Ash, after all. But I’d seen Max and craved the connection between us. So, really, this is my own fault. Some part of me wants him to know my deepest most embarrassing secrets. That same part says that he’ll look after me and give me the validation and support I’m desperate for. (Especially if he does it side-by-side with Emmett.)

That part of me is a ridiculous optimist.

Well, that part of me is going to get its way now, apparently. And as much as I daydream about it being right about Max and Emmett, I’m so afraid that they’re going to think I’m a freak.

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