Dr. Daddy Dom (Little Lake Bridgeport 2) Read Free Page A

age-play community. I know what you're going to say, so let me beat you to it. Their marriage is over if something doesn't change for both of them. It can't hurt to give them this one last chance to mend their relationship. He loves her, Layton, but she's broken—inside and out. I know that I promised to stop trying to rescue people, but—"
    "It's who you are. I should never have asked you to stop doing what you are meant to do. I'm sorry, it was selfish of me. I just wanted May and myself to have your undivided attention and be without distractions for a while."
    "I'm sorry. I know it's been a busy year, what with setting up the safe house and putting in extra duty to make sure all those poor girls are taken care of. They are so much like our little May was when we found her that I couldn't refuse."
    "I'm just as guilty, bro. That place was Pop's legacy, and it's as important to us as it is to the girls we help. We both just need to find some balance now that it's established. Get your butt home and we'll figure out how to help Ian together, okay? I'll have a pot of Texas chili bubbling on the stove and some corn bread in the oven calling your name for when you get here."
    "Okay, thanks. I'll be there around eight," Caine said gratefully. He hung up the phone and looked out the window at the city spread before him. The Marshall boys had discovered the existence of the safe house a year previously; a program set up by their father to help abused and neglected adult women get a new beginning by offering them a loving and disciplined environment. May had been a resident on the property and, after finding a letter written by their deceased father, the two men had resumed his work to personally care for her. Little did they know that she not only had the capacity for their preferred lifestyle in age-play and BDSM, but that she had a heart big enough to fall in love with them both. And they with her.
    Thanks to Dr. Sri Adul and appellate court judge, Larry Clemmons, the Marshall boys and May were 'married' under the guise of a permanent 'guardianship' and she was permitted to assume their last name to ensure 'financial protection'. Marshall's Home for Girls was then officially recognized by the court as a rehabilitation facility, with Sri assuming the role of housemother. The persuasive psychiatrist then used her charm to obtain the support of several influential entities who were also involved in their unusual lifestyle. Among these was Carlton Hardy, a wealthy industrialist, who immediately began the building of Little Lake Bridgeport and brought to life a gated community solely designed for full-time age-players.
    The Marshalls had invested in several residences and were developing a partnering service for the unique girls in their program. Via Sri's and Larry's connections, word began to spread that an adults-only age-play community was available for qualified residents. The families who already lived there were good, honest people, dedicated to one another and the lifestyle, and Caine knew that each would bend over backwards to try to help this broken marriage and the two people in it. Yes, if anyone could help, it would be Team Marshall.
    ***
    "Where's Maybelle?" Caine asked as his brother greeted him at the front door with a hot cup of cocoa.
    "In her usual place," the handsome, gray eyed man said and winked. "Grab a seat, I'll bring you something to eat."
    "Cocoa?" Caine mused, hugging his brother. "Thanks, I'm famished. You're becoming mighty domestic these days. Marriage, even in the non-conventional sense, seems to be agreeing with you."
    "Someone has to take up the slack with you being gone all the time. Besides, feeding you will keep your temper in check. We all know how you get when you're tired and hungry. You really look like shit. Maybe you should have just stayed in the hotel and rested for the night instead of driving all this way." Layton frowned, his hands on his hips.
    Caine narrowed his eyes suspiciously.