Page 8 of Bling

“Good girl. I’m glad you’re not leaving. I’m going to give you your space, but I’ll also ask that you let me make this as right as I can.”

Isabelle looked up at him with sad eyes. “I don’t know how you can, but I won’t stop you from trying.”

That was more than Garrett could have hoped for.

“I’m going to leave now, and you’re going to stand up and put your nose in the corner until Hunter comes for you.”

Isabelle gave him a solemn nod. She took her role as a house submissive seriously, and Garrett knew she would obey him, so he didn’t wait around.

Back in the lobby, he ran a hand through his hair and motioned for Hunter to come talk to him.

“Everything OK?”

Garrett nodded. “As OK as they can be. I think you’re going to have to take over for me for the weekend though. She’s angry with me and has every right to be. I’ll be around, but I’m going to keep my distance and give her the space she asked for. She knows she has a spanking coming though. Things were just starting to warm up between us, but this is definitely a setback.”

Hunter slapped him on the shoulder. “Don’t worry, buddy. I have no intention of trying to take her to bed. It’s our job to get her through whatever she’s going through. You go clear your head. I’ve got this handled.”

Garrett’s heart felt heavy as he made his way through the club to the stairs where he climbed up to his suite and looked around. He’d had every intention of staying here with Isabelle tonight. So much for that plan. If he couldn’t do that, he could at least make phone calls to find out who fucked up at the fulfillment center, so he knew who to fire on Monday morning. If he waited that long.

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