The Love of a Father (Part 3)
"Trace you've been staring at that phone for three days now. I don't think he's going to call." Adrian said concerned as he walked to Trace who was sitting in a chair by their house phone."B-but what if he calls and I'm not here to answer it." Trace said whimpering going into his submissive state that Adrian recognizes all too well."C'mon hun you need to take a shower I'll stay here and wait for his call.""You promise?""Yes now go take a shower. You stink!" Adrian said raising his voice as he pulled Trace out of the chair. Trace walked off a little awkwardly because he'd been sitting in that chair for so long. "This must have been some guy for him to go crazy about him." Adrian mumbled to himself. His ears perked at the sound of the shower turning on as he didn't have to smell a stinky Trace anymore. The phone ringed and Adrian sighed thinking of how bad the timing was for this call. "Hello?" Adrian asked answering the phone."Oh hey its me Jake, you know. The guy from the gun range." Jake the German Shepherd said laying on his couch holding his phone to his ear."Oh hey I'll go get Trace he's in the shower. He's the one who's neck you put a hicky on." Adrian chuckled as he walked to the bathroom."Hey Trace, phone's for you!" He said smacking his ass. He giggled at Trace yiping and angrily snatching the phone."Hello?" Trace asked once he was alone in his room."Hello puppy." A familiar voice rang through the phone exciting Trace, his tail was soon wagging
happily."Hello sir!" Barked happily hearing his voice again."Please, call me Jake. So when do you want our date to be?" Jake asked sturnly."D-Date?" Trace stuttered in shock"Oh come on a handsome puppy like you? You probably get asked out daily." Trace was in a deep blush by now."W-well not as much as you think.""Sure pup I'll buy that. So when do you arrange our date?" Jake asked again."U-um Fridays good. Maybe around 7?"Trace proposed."Alright pup I'll make a reservation. Where do I come pick you up?""I'll text you the address ok?""Alright." Trace hung up typing his address and hitting send with a sigh falling on his bed; falling asleep.