Page 40 of Defended
Then again, how would Melody have felt if someone had called him and he'd told them that he had a 'friend' over? Guilt and shame crept up her spine, quelling some of her appetite. She didn't feel guilty about lying to Peggy, but she definitely hadn't meant to hurt Kawan's feelings.
"Do you remember the Dom she was with at Black Light last week?" she asked, picking up her fork and stirring the scrambled eggs with it before peeking up at him. He was watching her rather than fixing a plate for himself, and the expression on his face was not encouraging. He nodded. "They broke up and... well, she was really upset. And pissed. I didn't want to rub her nose in it that I was going back to Black Light or upset her further."
To her relief, some of the coldness receded from his demeanor. "I see," he said thoughtfully. Then his gaze sharpened. "Didanyoneknow where you were last night?"
"Uh... everyone at the club?" She said it as a hopeful question more than a statement, because she had a pretty good idea where he was going with this.
She was right.
"Melody, that was not safe," he said sternly, giving her such a Daddy Dom look that she practically melted in her chair right then and there. She squeezed her thighs together. Without her panties, she'd really rather not get the inside of his sweatpants all wet. "Anything could have happened to you."
"But I was with you," she pointed out, giving him her widest eyes. It probably wasn't going to work, but it was worth a try. "Are you saying you're not to be trusted?"
"I'm saying we haven't known each other that long and you should always put your safety first." His tone brooked no argument and Melody deflated slightly.
"Sorry..." She almost called him Daddy again, right then, because she felt very much like a scolded little girl. The only reason she didn't was because they weren't in a scene. Were they? The boundary seemed very thin.
"You're going to be," he said, in that same tone, making her shiver. "Not today though, since you have to go home as soon as you've eaten. But we'll deal with this next time." Then his voice changed, becoming less certain. "That is, if you want there to be a next time."
"I do!" She jerked her head up, practically shouting the words. She blushed hotly.
Kawan smiled broadly. "Good girl. Now eat your breakfast."
To her relief, his displeasure seemed to be totally gone. Melody dug in and pushed thoughts of Peggy away. That was a problem for Future-Melody. Yeah, it was the near future, but still not something she wanted to dwell on when she was having a good morning-after meal with the man she was pretty sure she was already falling hard for.
The man she wanted to call Daddy.
Only in the privacy of their bedroom though. She nearly choked on a bite of pancake when she pictured introducing ‘Daddy’ to her dad.
After breakfast, Kawan took her back to her car. She still wore his clothes because she didn't want to do the walk of shame back up to her apartment. Well, she supposed it was still kind of a walk of shame, but at least in sweats she looked like shemighthave just gone out early without caring what she was wearing. Much better than having to wear her corset and short skirt. The shoes were kind of a giveaway though.
One scorching kiss and a short swat on her bottom later, Melody was in her own car and headed home to Peggy—who had texted her eight more times since their last phone call, all asking when Melody would be home or telling her to hurry it up.
Time to face the music.
