Ruled by her Daddies (Harem of Daddies)
“What? That’s stupid.”
“Well, unless he’s wrong, of course.”
She glared at Aleki as he grinned. “You’re saying you think he should spank me.”
“Yep.” Aleki waved the wooden spoon. “And look at this. I brought just the implement for him to use.”
“I don’t need a wooden spoon to spank her,” Wolfe stated.
Her eyes went wide. What the hell? “You can’t spank me with a wooden spoon.”
“Oh, I could,” Wolfe told her. “I just won’t.”
Well, thank goodness for that.
“Yet.”
Yikes.
“And you should do it naked,” Aleki suggested.
She scowled at him. He gave her a look of fake-innocence. “What? I think that should be a SOP. All spankings are to be given while Vivi is naked.”
“SOP?” she asked.
“Standard Operating Procedure,” Caleb said dryly. “How about we talk through some things first? Like rules and consequences. I don’t like that she’s been worrying about things silently.”
“What things?” Wolfe asked.
Even Aleki looked serious. “She’s not supposed to be stressing.”
“I know. She thinks that because we have been steering conversations away from our relationship these last few days that we’ve changed our minds.”
“Umm, you do know that I’m right here,” she said, waving her hand.
“That’s ridiculous,” Wolfe stated, ignoring her.
“We caused more stress by not addressing things,” Caleb said.
Aleki frowned, but didn’t say anything more.
“Guys!” she snapped.
“And she continues to have self-esteem issues. Those assholes wore her down,” Caleb added. “We need to build her back up.”
“Urgh! You guys are impossible.” She started to slide off the bean bag and instantly they turned to her.
“Where do you think you are going?” Wolfe barked.
“I’m going out of the room to give you all privacy so you can all talk about me.”
“What? We don’t need privacy to talk about you,” Wolfe said confused.
She rolled onto her hands and knees, grasping hold of the bookcase to pull herself up.
“Obviously you do since you just spent the last five minutes discussing me as though I’m not here.”
Wolfe frowned. Aleki rubbed the back of his neck with a sheepish grin.