Page 51 of Little Bits of Daddy (Montana Daddies)

At least she’d taken her socks and boots off. He’d go grab them. They’d keep her feet warm.

“I’ll have to wrap you up in the picnic blanket.” The wind started to pick up. Fuck. That’s all he needed, for it to start raining. Where the hell had this weather come from? He’d never have brought her out if he’d thought it would turn like this.

“Hold onto my shoulders.” He undid her jeans and slipped them down her legs. “What were the rules, Gigi?”

“Not to go too far and not to go near the creek,” she replied sadly.

“And what did you do?”

“I wandered away and walked into the water. But I was just trying to get the perfect stone to skip across the water.”

“And you fell into the water. I told you that creek is freezing cold.”

“I’m sorry, Daddy.”

He gathered up her jacket and wet jeans and walked over to get the picnic blanket from the saddlebags. He put her wet stuff in the backpack. After wrapping her up in the blanket, he pointed a finger at her.

“Stay here, little miss. I’m going to get your boots and socks. You move and not only will you get yourself a spanking now, but you’ll get a second one with your bad girl paddle when we get home.”

Her lower lip trembled, but he wasn’t going to be swayed. Gigi knew that when she broke a rule, then she was going to get punished. And he didn’t mess around when it came to her health.

He stomped over and picked up her boots and socks. When he returned, she gave him a sad look. “I’m sorry, Daddy. I wasn’t thinking that I might slip over and fall in.”

“That’s why I made the rule. And that’s why you obey my rules, now, isn’t it?”

She nodded. “Are we not going to go on any more picnics now?”

What?

He immediately reached out and grabbed her chin, raising her face up so he could see her eyes.

“Hey. Why would you say that, sweet pea?”

“Because I was naughty and didn’t follow the rules.” She gave a forlorn sniffle. “Now you might decide it’s not worth taking me again.”

“Baby girl, I would never think that. Ever. I will take you on as many picnics as you desire. I would never stop doing thingsyou enjoy just because you broke a rule. Remember, if you’re naughty you get punished and then all is forgiven. Right?”

“Right,” she whispered, looking more hopeful.

“Let’s get your socks and boots back on to keep your feet warm.” She sat on the ground and he knelt in front of her. Grabbing her feet, he rubbed his hands over them to warm them.

Then he drew on her socks. The sky had darkened even further. Right, they weren’t going to be lingering.

“Your punishment is going to have to wait until we get home. I want to beat the rain and I don’t want you growing any colder.”

He stood then held his hand out to her, pulling her onto her feet before leading her over to Beast. “You can’t ride on your own all wrapped up and you’ll be warmer with me.”

Unsurprisingly, he didn’t hear any arguments.

She was tremblingnon-stop when they entered the mudroom that led onto the kitchen of their small cabin.

Macca pulled the door shut behind them. They’d hadn’t quite made it back to the stables before the rain had arrived. And it had come down in buckets. Even though they’d only been a few minutes away, they’d quickly become soaked.

Thankfully, Linc had offered to run them both back to Macca’s cabin in his truck. He was such a nice guy. She’d felt bad about getting the seat in his truck all wet, but he’d waved off her apology, giving her worried looks as he’d turned on the heat, blasting her.

“Right, sweet pea. Let’s get you inside and take off the rest of those clothes. I’ll run you a bath.”

Macca was just as wet as she was, yet he didn’t seem to be affected at all. Her teeth chattered together as she reached for her jacket with chilled fingers.

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