I watched as Grazer tried to get Sammy to let him pick her up, but even after a week in our home, she still wouldn’t let him. And since she wasn’t walking yet, this meant I had to carry her everywhere. Not that I minded, but I felt bad every time I saw Grazer’s wistful expression as I lifted her.

We had just finished breakfast, and I was busy doing the dishes while Grazer carefully wiped Sammy’s face and hands. That much, she’d let him do. She was fussy, and squirming right now, I couldn’t help but notice.

I smiled to myself as I watched while Grazer chased her face with the wet cloth. When she wasn’t in the mood to be cleaned, it was hard to pin her down, even if she was strapped into her high chair.

Once she was clean, Grazer put the cloth in the washing machine that was conveniently hidden in a corner cabinet, before refilling his cup of coffee and sitting down at the table near Sam.

I pretended to ignore them while I did the dishes, trying to give Grazer the space to connect with Sammy on his own terms. So far, he’d been relentless in his pursuit of her acceptance.

He tried playing peekaboo with her, but she was having none of it. Her chubby little hands slapped at her tray, while she fussed and shrieked Da! Da! Da!

I watched quietly as Grazer set down his coffee and went over to her. He squatted in front of the high chair and held out his hands with a cheerful smile.

“It’s your choice, love. You can let me get you out and play with you while your Da finishes the dishes, or you can just sit there and wait for Da. But Da might be a while. What do you think, should we let me get you out?”

I purposely kept out of it and focused on scrubbing the stubborn bit of oatmeal that had stuck at the bottom of my favorite pot. I’d decided the only way Sam would ever give Grazer a chance was if I didn’t get involved at times like this.

I discreetly peeked over my shoulder a few minutes later when I heard giggles, and was pleasantly surprised to see Grazer and Sam down on living room floor, playing with her blocks. My only regret was that I hadn’t seen him hold her for the first time.

Once the dishes were done, I decided to push the envelope and let our daughter have some more one-on-one time with her alpha father. I didn’t say anything to Grazer as I slipped past them.

Instead, I just grabbed the portable monitor off the charger and wiggled it at him so he’d understand that I had an ear out if he needed help. He smiled gratefully, and nodded his thanks before turning his attention completely back on Sammy. Yeah, he was definitely a natural at this.

I headed into my office, gently closing the door behind me since I had the monitor. Not to mention the fact that Samantha had a parent with her, which left me free to actually get some work done. I settled down at my desk to upload the latest episode of the Omega Manny Diary to YouTube.

Well over an hour went by before I realized it. I was just finishing with answering the last of my viewers questions when I heard muttered curses coming over the monitor.

Alarmed, I rushed out of the office and went in search of Grazer. I found him in the nursery, with Sammy spread out naked on the changing table. On the plastic mat at his feet, was a blown out diaper and Sammy’s poop covered clothes.

Sammy herself was covered with it, as was Grazer’s shirt, arms, and hands. He looked positively green, but was stoically soldiering his way through an attempt at cleaning up the disaster.

I bit back a laugh as I spoke, taking care not to breathe through my nose. “Those are what I personally like to call shower diapers. Just grab her and follow me the bathroom.”

I was slightly horrified and completely amused when Grazer proceeded to pick her up and carry her by her armpits, stretched out in front of him at arms length, while she kicked and giggled gleefully.

As they got close, I jumped back out of their way and crossed the hall to the bathroom. I quickly pushed back the curtain on the tub and started the shower, taking down the detachable head for an easier hosing off.

Grazer looked like he was about to hand her to me, but I just shook my head. “Nope, you need a shower, too. And at this point, this is definitely a two-man job. Just get in, clothes and all.”

Without argument or hesitation, Grazer toed off his shoes and stepped right into the tub. He held Sammy out for me while I carefully sprayed off the poop with one hand while soaping and cleaning her up with the other.

Once she was clean, I set the soap down and reached for a dry towel. I passed Grazer the showerhead with one hand, while I took possession of Sammy with the other. It was a delicate dance, but Grazer handled it like a pro.

I looked at his filthy shirt and shook my head. “Go ahead and finish your shower, just strip down and leave your clothes in the bottom of the bathtub—I’ll come back in a bit and get them to throw in the wash.”

Grazer snorted. “I’m pretty sure we’ll probably be burning them later, but okay... if you say so.”

I started laughing when I saw Sammy reaching for Grazer for the first time as I bounced her in my arms.

“Sorry, sweetie. Your Papa needs to get clean now, too. He can hold you later, if he’s still willing after what you just did to him.”

Grazer blew Sammy a kiss. “I like the sound of that word—Papa. Well, don’t you worry, precious girl. Your Papa will always be willing to pick you up. But first, why don’t we let me get clean too?”

I wrinkled my nose as if I were smelling something bad, even though Grazer honestly didn’t stink anymore. “Yeah, you should get a move on that whole getting clean thing. I’ll be back with a towel once I have her settled.”

Grazer groaned at that, making me chuckle as I left the room with Sammy. Her bedroom was still a disaster zone, and the changing table was definitely closed for repairs. I stood her up in the crib, letting her hold on to the railing while I quickly dried her.

After she was nice and dry, she dropped down onto her bottom to reach for a stuffie while I moved to get her a clean outfit and a fresh diaper. I plucked her special naptime-only binkie from the top of the dresser, then went back and got her diapered and dressed.

Once she was settled happily with her binkie and stuffie, I left her there and went to grab the disinfectant and other necessary cleaning materials.

After I’d made short work of cleaning changing table area, I put the diaper and soiled changing pad into the diaper genie to dispose of later. Sammy looked blinky at this point, and I knew she’d be falling asleep soon enough.

I left her safely in her crib, while I took her dirty clothes out to the kitchen and dropped them into the washer after giving them a quick dose of stain remover.

Then I stopped long enough to scrub my hands and grab a pair of rubber gloves, before quietly slipping back to check on Sammy. She was really close to falling asleep now, so I took a moment to cover her with her favorite blanket before slipping out of the room again.

Pulling on the rubber gloves, I grabbed a few dry towels before heading back into the bathroom. I set the towels on the counter and moved over to the tub.

I opened the curtain and bent in to grab Grazer’s clothes so I could start the washer. I hadn’t thought about the fact that the alpha would now be naked, until I picked up the wet pile of clothes that sat right in front of his bare feet. I slowly lifted and turned my head, only to suddenly find myself face-to-cock.

Grazer took a step to the left, just as I moved to the right, and his rapidly hardening cock slapped me across the cheek.

I jerked straight up, hugging the filthy, wet clothing to my chest. Grazer was staring at me with a mixed expression of what could only be described as horrified amusement on his face.

“I’m so fucking sorry, Luke. This is quite possibly the world most ill-timed erection. It’s just that you were right there… And you’re hot as fuck… And hell… You know I like you… And it’s been a while… And… You know what? Fuck it. I’m sorry. Let’s just go with that and hopefully I’ll finally just stop talking.”

I made the mistake of glancing down at his now totally erect cock, and partially came out of my stupor as I began my own ramble.

“Huh. I’d completely forgotten about that nice banana curve you’ve got going on down there. But… Um… Wait. Did you just call me hot and say you like me? Wow. Um... Nevermind. Don’t answer that. You’re here for Sam—not me.”

Grazer spoke quietly. “There’s no law that says I couldn’t be here for both of you. But… Maybe we should have this conversation at a, I don’t know… drier time? Unless Sammy is magically asleep and you’d care to join me?”

At the mention of Sammy, I stumbled back a few steps. I’d intended to leave the room, but instead I tripped over one of Grazer’s shoes. I went down on my ass, before falling all the way backward onto the floor. Grazer’s clothing went flying up briefly, then landed right on my face with a wet, smelly SPLAT!

I heard Grazer laughing so hard, I wished the floor would just swallow me whole. I pushed the clothes off my face just in time to see him as he almost slipped in the tub while he shut off the water and quickly stepped out. I was lying there stunned as he wrapped a towel around his hips, before reaching out with both hands to help me up.

I was almost to my feet, when one of the rubber gloves slipped off in Grazer’s hand. I grabbed desperately at his unfortunately wet chest, but with the one rubber glove still on, I couldn’t get a grip. I slid down his chest, my face rubbing over his washboard abs… until my cheek got slapped yet again by that fantastically curved cock.

My only thought as I got dickslapped for a second time was that at least this time, it was the other cheek. My feet slid right between his legs, and now I was lying prone on the floor again, looking up at a completely naked alpha.

Grazer was laughing so hard, he had to bend over into a squat and rest his hands on his knees—probably so he wouldn’t fall over. Unfortunately, this put his cock right in position so that it was dangling over my face, bouncing with each gusty laugh.

I fumbled for his dropped towel, and practically shoved it up at him.

“Here. Take this. Just… Just go. Please. Maybe you could put on some pants and check on Sammy while I find my dignity and some dry clothes of my own?”

Grazer gave me a slow wink, then stood and mercifully wrapped the towel around his hips.

“You should probably take a shower too, Luke. I don’t suggest looking in the mirror though, sweetness.”

With that, Grazer carefully stepped over me and headed for the door. He paused the in the doorway long enough to leave me with one last thought, before he left the room.

“By the way, sweetness. You really don’t have to fall all over yourself for me. I’m just saying… If you wanted another taste of my cock, it’s right here and available for the asking.”

Once he was gone, I managed to get myself up where I made the mistake of looking in the mirror, only to see a smear of baby shit stretching along my hairline and down along the left side of my face. I was still staring at it in dismay when Grazer came back into the room.

At least he’s wearing a pair of sweats now, I thought as he set a fresh towel and a pair of sweats for me down on the counter. He met my dumbstruck reflection in the mirror with a wry grin.

“I told you not to look in the mirror, sweetness. Just go ahead and grab your shower; Sammy’s already asleep. I’ll keep an ear out for her—so take your time.”

I watched him saunter out of the room, then reached over and firmly closed the door and locked it behind him. I stepped over the clothes and kicked the offending shoe aside while I started to strip.

Talk about your shitty-ass days.