Bad Bad Girl

“Coley, are you all right?” I asked.

Coley went to the kitchen table to sit down. “You guys really are in love, aren’t you?”

I sat across from her. “Yes.”

“I just don’t understand why you would hide this from me. Did you think I would be mad or disapprove?” Coley asked sadly.

“No, not at all. Honestly, I was nervous telling you and everyone because we all know of Caine’s old-fashioned views. And well, I guess I was embarrassed,” I answered.

“Do you accept his beliefs?” Coley asked.

“Yes, I do. I mean, I think I do. We haven’t had to bring that into the relationship yet, so I don’t really know what to say about it. That’s sort of why I haven’t told anyone. I don’t have the answers to the questions I’m sure everyone will ask.”

“Neely, I understand Domestic Discipline, and I don’t think there is anything wrong with it. In fact, I think it may be a good idea. The couples who practice it are the most loving, attentive couples I know. I would never judge you for accepting my brother and his beliefs.” She reached out and grabbed my hand. “I’m happy for the both of you. I have never seen my brother like this. I’ve never seen him in love. Not the way he loves you.”

“Really?” I asked hopefully.

“Yes, really,” Coley answered.

I stood up and pulled Coley into my arms and hugged her tightly. “I’m so sorry I didn’t tell you sooner. I promise to never keep secrets from you. Do you forgive me?”

Coley squeezed me hard and then pulled away, smiling. “Yes, of course! But you better never hurt my brother,” she warned.

I smiled, feeling relieved. “I would never hurt him, well at least, not on purpose. He must be furious with me. Oh, Coley, it killed me to see him so mad at me. I feel awful.”

“Well, now that you’re living with my brother, I’m sure you’re going to see him angry more than just this once.” Coley paused and sat back down. “He isn’t always the easiest to deal with, you know.”

I shook my head. “Things have been wonderful. I haven’t found a single flaw. I find his dominant behavior really sexy, especially when he gives me his little warning looks.”

“So he really hasn’t spanked you yet, huh?” Coley asked with disbelief.

I blushed and shook my head. Coley and I had always been comfortable talking about anything, but spanking was definitely a new topic.

Coley giggled. “Well, I have a feeling you have one coming tonight.”

My eyes widened. “What! He’s furious with me. I’ll be surprised if he ever speaks to me again, let alone touch me.”

“My brother doesn’t believe in fighting, or sulking, or ignoring issues. He likes to deal with things head on. He spanks, he comforts, and then the issue is dead. Aside from the actual pain of the spanking, it really is easier than spending an evening yelling and fighting,” Coley informed me.

“Has he spanked you?” I asked.

“Yes, a few times.” Coley laughed. “But way different than what you have coming. And it wasn’t fun in the slightest!”

“Have you ever been in a Domestic Discipline relationship?” I asked. I would be very surprised if she had.

“No. But that doesn’t mean I don’t know a lot about it. All of Caine’s friends believe in it, and I’ve had it around me my entire adult life. I admit, I find one of his friends extremely sexy, but I’m not sure if I could embrace his way of thinking. I mean, I believe in the concept, I just know I would spend a lot of time getting spanked with the way I act and talk at times.” Coley and I both laughed at the thought. “But you never know.” She finished with a shrug.

“I wish Caine would just come home and spank me. It would be a lot easier for me than just waiting and wondering when he’s coming home, or if he is coming home. It’s only been two weeks, and I’ve already done something hurtful,” I said with sadness filling my heart.

“He’s coming back. He loves you. Stop worrying about your relationship ending and start worrying about your behind,” Coley teased, trying to cheer me up. “If you want my advice, don’t fight him, because it will only make it worse. Trust me.”

I tried to muster a laugh, but still felt guilty and awful. “I love him so much. I know you say I should be worried about him spanking me, but the only thing I’m worried about is if Caine is going to forgive me and when he’s coming back.”

12

As if on cue, the front door opened. Caine walked in and he smiled when he could see Coley was no longer angry.

“Made up?” he asked.

“Yes, we did. I really am happy for the both of you,” Coley gushed.