Caregiver Little Novels & Stories

he said as they reached his office. Well, their office now. “I know. I just start thinking about things and I forget to listen. Listening ears, Elle. Listening ears are activated.” She cupped the back of her ears with her hands. Damn. Adorable. He’d never understood it before. The desire to take care of a Little. He’d always liked to have clear boundaries and rules. Having a Little to care for . . . sure, you could have rules. But Littles could be unpredictable and often sensitive. They always seemed to need more emotionally than Gomez would or could give. He’d never been very good with emotions.

my house is just around the corner it's really not necessary thanks for your help I will surely repay you in the future " I wave and walk away As I walk home i hear my dad "you ungrateful bitch, why are you coming back this late, you now whore around right? I just knew it, maybe I should just give you up , you will fetch a good price he smirks" , then he said" fine, fine I guess that's highschoolers are now these days", his attitude took a three sixty turn ,I know something is fishy but I don't want to think about it, I check on mum and see her getting worse, God this is bad she needs proper treatment, and dad won't let her be transferred to a hospital, he thinks people will laugh at him for

Jace's Pov. "My what?” I was confused. “Caregiver,” she repeated as she walked towards me. “Mr. Lucian wants someone to look after you while you recover. That would be me.” She had this look on her face. Like she was planning something or she'd come here for an entirely different purpose. Don't blame me for being paranoid. After what I went through last night, I'd even suspected a harmless puppy. "Aren't caregivers like special nurses for people who are critically ill?" She nodded her head, then I added. "I can manage on my own."

she says, I nod anything as long as I got to stay and get my mother to stay in the facility. "You would be enrolled as a little under training" they say making me freeze. "I'm sorry?" I say I must have heard them wrong. "With your tendencies for panic attacks, along with little tendencies and a big recommendations from every little trainer we have. We decided it's a safe choice to enroll you under the littles program. One of the daddy doms would have to fully adopt you, but seeing how insistent they are to keep you I don't think that would be a problem." She says before turning to more details about being a little at this job, the help and support it will provides for my mental and physical

"But since you apologised, I think it's okay." "That's so kind of you," Garaine smiled. "I am Garaine Jones, a caregiver of The Rainbow Fairy Home. Nice to meet you." "It's nice meeting you too," Weylin nodded. "Well, I will drive and you can ride on the bike." "Alright," Garaine smiled. "Since you are new here, I will give you directions and you have to drive. Is that okay with you?" She asked politely, receiving a gentle nod from the other.

A dangerous but sexy gaze ran down Rose from her head, down to her toes as she spoke again and not minding how dangerous those gazes were. "I can work as your caregiver if you don't mind." Said Rose. Unto hearing her, he swallowed before he finally replied. "You want to be my caregiver? Aah?" Mr. Evidence asked.. Tracing his eyes from her head down to her toes over and over again. His eyes never stopped admiring her two big boobs. "Are you aware of the precautions? Do you know what it takes to be my caregiver?" He asked. Mr. Evidence's smirk had long faded since she uttered her first phrase. This girl... was she trying to taste his patience? Did she think working as his caregiver was that ea

I was slowly getting used to small tasks like climbing on the wheelchair or using the toilet. "Nope, just a very exhausting wet dream." I began moving to the bathroom, hugging my chuckling papa's tiny waist on the way. He hugged me back, kissing the top of my forehead and caressing my back. "The new caregiver is in the kitchen with your dad. He is almost the same age as you, so please try to get along with him. And don't be an ass for once, please!" I broke the embrace, looking at my father with a crooked frown. "Caregiver? I've already told you so many times that I don't need a caregiver... I can take care of myself just fine."

Aston's pov "Yes, a caregiver. I know how you feel. You are probably not okay with the caregiver idea, but it's all right. I know. The only thing I'm concerned about here is your daughter. If there's a way to make everyone happy, believe me, I will. But your daughter needs to be healthy." I said all this when I noticed how quiet she has become. Her expression was blank, and she heaved. "I don't think I have a problem with you getting me a caregiver. I've told my daughter countless times that I can take care of myself, because she's just too stubborn."

His tiny features flickered through emotions in rapid succession: recognition, then explosive joy. “Jay Jay,” I cooed. He scrambled to his feet and waddled toward me at top toddler speed, arms wide, cheeks flushing red. “Mama!” I scooped him up, pressing kisses into his soft curls. “Sorry we’re late, baby,” I whispered. The caregiver smiled knowingly. “Rough day?” “You have no idea.” “Goodbye, Jayden!” she waved as I carried him out. Back at the car, Leo was waiting, engine idling.

***** much love from me Little munchkins