Page 136 of Little Bits of Daddy (Montana Daddies)

“Daddy, I’m finished.”

Duke came and leaned over her to read her lines. “Hmm, some of these got a bit sloppy toward the end, but I’ll give you a pass.”

She breathed out a sigh and stood.

“Do you need to go potty, baby girl?”

“What? No, Daddy!”

“Really? You’re moving around like you do.”

“That’s because I just had to sit on a sore bottom and write lines.”

“You sure?”

Of course, she was sure. Except, wait a minute . . .

“Oh, sugar. I’ve got to pee.”

“Come on.” Duke took her hand and led her into the bathroom. He helped her sit on the toilet, then left the room. When he returned, he was holding her hairbrush.

Uh-oh.

She stood and moved to the hand basin.

“Wash your hands, Little Rebel,” he directed. “Then I want you to grab hold of the counter and bend over, spreading your legs.”

Great. Just great.

She made sure to clean her hands extra well. Anything to put off getting her butt smacked with her wooden hairbrush.

“Come on, baby girl. Enough procrastinating.”

Sugar.

She got into position, staring at him in the mirror as he moved up behind her.

“Ten with the hairbrush, baby girl. Then your punishment is all done.”

She tried to stay relaxed, but it was nearly impossible. The hairbrush landed with a smack against each cheek and she let out a cry.

“Good girl. Eight more.”

Each whack of the hairbrush felt harder than the last. By the time he finished, it felt like her bottom was on fire and she was in tears again.

Duke set the hairbrush on the counter and then turned her, drawing her into his arms. “That’s it. All done. You did so well. What a good girl you are.”

“I’m s-sorry, Daddy,” she told him.

“I know, baby girl. I just want you to be safe. I know I can be overprotective, but you’re the most important person in my life. And I will do whatever it takes to look after you.”

8

Wedding Day

“Are you ready, Sunny?”

Sunny glanced over at Betsy and Jewel. They looked stunning in their dresses. She’d told them to pick whatever they felt comfortable in. Betsy was wearing a simple pale gray dress that had three-quarter sleeves and flowed out from the waist. Elegant and beautiful.

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