Series: Paige Michaels
Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 44612 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 223(@200wpm)___ 178(@250wpm)___ 149(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44612 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 223(@200wpm)___ 178(@250wpm)___ 149(@300wpm)
Her eyes widened. “What’s going to happen to her?”
“I’m quite certain that by now her desk is more cleared out than yours, Little one. We’ll never see her again. Mr. Lambert was about to fire her when I left.”
“What if she’s vindictive and she comes after me?”
“Not likely to happen because she doesn’t even know you’re aware of the documents. Mr. Lambert’s story was going to be that he brought them to me first and together we figured out the handwriting was hers. No one but you, me, and Stephen Lambert will ever know any of this happened.”
She lowered her eyes. “I’m so humiliated.”
“I know it seems awful right now, but I promise you’ll feel better once you’ve had a good night’s rest. In fact, I told Stephen we were both taking tomorrow off. A mental health day. Since it’s a Friday, we’ll have a three-day weekend and show up Monday morning refreshed.”
“Do you always call him Stephen? I’ve never called my boss by his first name.”
Cameron winced slightly. “Yeah, about that…”
Her eyes went wide. “Cameron…”
“He’s a member of Blaze. I haven’t seen him at the club for a few months, so it never occurred to me to tell you. That’s on me. I should have thought of it. But I finally did while I was talking to him. I told him we were in a serious committed relationship and warned him that he might see us at Blaze sometime.”
She sat upright so fast, he wobbled next to her. She was so shocked she must have forgotten all about her nudity because she didn’t even bother to cover herself. “You did what?” she shouted, leaning toward him.
Cameron inhaled slowly. “Little girl, listen to Daddy.”
She shook her head, undoubtedly having no idea how Little she looked with her hair flying and defiance shooting out of her eyes. He was so totally going to spank her bottom as soon as this conversation was over. “You can’t just tell my supervisor he might see me at a fetish club, Cameron. That’s even more embarrassing than him believing I don’t know basic math or that I spend all day playing on my phone or that I take three-hour lunch breaks.”
He flinched when she didn’t call him Daddy. “Giggles…”
She leaned toward him. “I’m not giggling, Daddy,” she countered. The tone she used to say his name was extremely sassy.
“I see that you’re not giggling, but I intend to make you at least smile before this night is over.”
She crossed her arms over her naked chest and hmphed. “That’s not going to happen. I’m mad.”
He lifted a hand and risked stroking her cheek.
When she jerked her face to the side defiantly, he had to work hard not to chuckle. She was so damn Little right now.
“Little girl, I can’t blame you for your reaction to Stephen’s revelation. You had no way of knowing I hadn’t betrayed you. The evidence was rather damning, though I do wish you had considered facing me before you took off without giving me a chance to explain. As for your supervisor knowing you might join a fetish club, I’d like you to give me some credit for knowing whether or not that decision was the right one to make. I’ve known Stephen Lambert for many years, a lot longer than you’ve been working for him. He’s a good man. He also happens to be a member of Blaze. He gave me permission to tell you, and said to let you know that he would never breathe a word of your private life to another living soul. I’m sure he’ll reiterate that to you personally the next time he sees you.”
“I didn’t give you permission to tell him,” she grumbled.
Cameron took another deep breath. His Little girl was feisty tonight. Rightfully so. “Little girl, sometimes Daddy will make decisions on the spur of the moment when I believe they are right for you. This was one of those times. I’d like you to trust my judgment on this issue.”
She hmphed again and bounced her arms in front of her chest. At least she didn’t continue to argue with him.
“I know you’ve been nursing a legitimate mad for a few hours, but can you try to break it down and see my side so we can move to the part where you climb into my lap and let me hold you?”
She pushed out her bottom lip in a pout. “I was very mad, Daddy.”
Thank goodness she’d at least decided to call him Daddy. “I know, Giggles. I understand.” He tucked a lock of hair behind her ear. This time she didn’t pull away.
“And hurt. I was hurt. I thought you’d been mocking me for all this time.”
“I know, Little one,” he said gently, inching closer to her. He slid his fingers under her chin and tipped her head back. “Can I please hug you?”