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“When we are in public, I don’t expect you to call me Daddy. I’d like you to call me Daddy when we are alone, at The Citadel or at The Spartan Watchmen’s Clubhouse. You are safe in all those places. The men here are all Daddies and Dominants. They won’t blink an eye. If it makes you totally uncomfortable, we can talk about it. I’d like you to try, if you can.”

“I guess.” She shrugged. “But I still don’t have the money to pay for any repairs.”

“Did I say there would be a charge?” he asked her.

“No, but you can’t pay for my repairs.”

“I can’t?” He raised an eyebrow at her. “Let me tell you, Kitten. I don’t like you telling me what I can or cannot do.”

“No, because that’s your job.”

“That is exactly my job,” he told her. “I set the rules, and you, little girl, follow them. Although, you’ve had some trouble with that concept today, haven’t you?” She met his gaze but didn’t answer him. “Kitten, my rules, they're not chains. They're more like... the lines on the road. They guide you, keep you safe, especially when visibility is low.”

“I’m not a biker. Do you have any metaphors I can relate to?” she snapped sarcastically at him.

“Sure. How about plain English? You broke the rules, and when we get home, your ass is going to pay the price. Is that clear, little girl?” He quirked an eyebrow at her, not impressed with her sarcasm.

She looked up at him through thick lashes, her sarcasm momentarily suspended. She blinked quickly, and he saw a momentary flash of emotion before she schooled her features again. He’d break down her walls.

“I didn’t really break any rules,” she muttered.

“No? Did you text me when you left work today, Kitten?” He pushed off her car and walked around to stand next to her.

“I… No, I guess not.”

“Did you come straight home like I told you to?”

“No, but that doesn’t break any rules.”

“Do I have to make a rule that says you will obey me when I tell you to do something, or is that implied in this type of relationship?”

“I guess it’s implied.”

“I wanted you to come with me to the clubhouse for the first time. I was looking forward to showing it to you through my eyes. Instead, you had to meet me here and Kylie showed you around.”

“Oh, I didn’t realize…” Looking embarrassed, she shifted her weight again and looked down at the gravel instead of at him.

“You couldn’t have realized. We hadn’t talked about it.”

“I guess I can see where you are coming from. Maybe, I broke a rule or two.”

“Maybe? Definitely. You definitely broke the rules. Do you think it was safe for you to have a run in with Officer Mills and then run away, instead of calling Daddy?”

“How did you know?” She gaped at him. “How did you know I ran into him at lunch?”

“We will talk about this when we get home,” he told her. “And that is where we are headed right now. We’re going to leave your car here, in the secured lot, and you are going to ride back with me in the truck. Tomorrow, Axel will take it to his shop and inspect it. Once he tells us what it needs, we will talk. Together. Nothing will be done on your car without your input.”

“Promise?”

“I promise. There will come a day when you won’t need me to promise, Kitten. You will know if I say it, I mean it. I will never lie to you. I’ll never lead you on. I will never make a promise I won’t keep. Okay?”

“Okay.”

He reached his hand out for hers, and she slowly gave it to him. “Now, let’s go home. We need to have a conversation about what happens when a naughty little girl disobeys her Daddy.”

CHAPTER 7

EMILEE

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