Their Little House Colter by Della Cain

What happens in Little House, stays in Little House.

Being little and having vanilla roommates suck. I dream of finding a place where I can just be myself and not have to hide in my own place. One night at Chained, the community board offers me exactly that: Living in a huge house, with like-minded people, and our very own little room.
Yes, please.
They say when something sounds too good to be true, it is. What if it’s a scam? Or worse, what if the owner is a Faux Daddy looking for people to control. What if…what if…what if…
I take the risk, tearing off the phone number and crossing all things that it will be a good fit and two weeks later, I’m moving in, trying not to notice how amazing Dallas’ ass looks in his jeans, how sweet he is, how his smile lights up a room.
He’s little too and there’s no way anything can come of it…is there?

The daddy who catches both of our eyes thinks there is. Daddy knows best, right?