Chapter 24
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
MASSIO
She’s quiet as we breeze past one clothing store after the other, and I watch her closer. Something changed when she was having lunch with Posy. Her entire demeanor was altered during their conversation.
Did Posy say something to upset her? Is she against our relationship?
“What did your friend say that upset you?” I ask, and her blue eyes flit to mine.
“Nothing.”
“That’s one spanking, Little Brat. Lie to me again and I’ll start doubling them.”
She clucks her tongue.
“That’s two for insolence.”
She stops walking, and so do I.
“You’re kidding me?”
“Nope. That’s four for questioning me.” I grin back at her with a challenge in my eyes.
She lets out a deep huff. “Can we go home now?”
My eyebrows rise toward my hair. While I wasn’t looking forward to today, I was not expecting her to not step foot in one store.
I expected my arms to ache with a multitude of bags from various stores.
I’d even considered asking one of the security team to take over, but then I considered the fact that they’d be spending time with my girl and quickly banished the thought.
I glance down at my phone and scan over the mall map. “You need underwear.”
She leans into me, and her floral perfume filters through my senses. Jesus, she’s edible. “If you’d not thrown them away to begin with, we wouldn’t have this issue,” she snaps, and I cock an eyebrow in her direction.
“That’s eight. Keep going,” I warn.
She flips her pink wavy locks over her shoulder and straightens. “You’re impossible to deal with.”
“Sixteen.” I grip her elbow and march us toward the store entrance.
“Where are we going?” she protests, digging the heels of her boots into the floor.
“Thirty-two. You need panties. We’re going in here.” I point to the sign above the door of Endless Loves Essentials.
The moment we step inside, an enhanced redheaded woman sashays toward me. Her skirt is tiny, her heels huge, and her low-cut top leaves nothing to the imagination.
Fuck me, those tits must have cost her a fortune.
“Welcome! My name’s Shannon. How can I help you both today?
” She rests a hand on my arm, and the contact feels wrong, like insects crawling over my skin, and I fight the urge to force her away.
Thea tenses beside me, her cheeks reddening, and the vulnerability in her eyes has my heart seizing in my chest. Nobody makes my girl feel insecure, inadequate.
Not a chance. I snatch my arm away from the store assistant and deliver her a glare that has her smile faltering.
Then I tug Thea to my side and rest my hand on her hip, and to emphasize that I’m hers, I nuzzle into her neck and lick up the side toward her ear.
“I want to buy my little brat some new panties,” I say to the assistant without giving her the attention she’s craving. Thea giggles and pushes me with her elbow.
Sharon, Shannon, who-the-fuck-ever, clears her throat. “We have a sexy selection this way.” She points toward the back of the store, and I shake my head.
I scan the assistant up and down, curling my lip. “I don’t want her dressing like a slut.” The insult is clear. “I like simple, innocent, elegant, whatever you want to call it. I don’t need lacy shit to get hard. She makes me hard just looking at her.”
A strangled gasp leaves the assistant, and Thea chokes, her cheeks flaming, and I grin broadly.
Eventually, the assistant shifts on her heels. “Erm, over there are the plainer panties.”
“Perfect.” I push past her, uncaring about the way she totters back on her heels.
Then I get to work.
My little brat is about to model for me, but not before she receives her spanking.