“I’ve got security out front, and someone will be here in the morning to hook up the internet.” He crossed the room and pressed a kiss to the crown of her head.
“I’ll call you in the morning, Isabelle.”
“Oh! That reminds me, I need to come in late tomorrow. Henry usually takes the girls to see their mom, but I’ll need to do it.”
Garrett frowned. “Why would you even come to work at all tomorrow? You’ve been through a lot, Isabelle.”
“Uncle Henry is going to recover and he’s safe now. I need something to take my mind off everything. And I’ll especially need it after taking the girls to see their mom.”
Garrett scowled, but relented. “Fine, but if you come in tomorrow looking like you haven’t slept, you’re getting a spanking and then I’m sending you home for a nap, are we clear?”
She swallowed and nodded slowly. Was she ready for his overbearing dominance outside the club? That glowering, dominant stare he was giving her sent shivers through her and she felt her nipples pebble beneath her shirt. “Yes, Sir,” she said, maintaining eye contact with him.
“Good girl. I’ll send a driver, it’s safer than sending you somewhere on your own right now. Where are they going to visit their mom?”
“State prison.”