Page 216 of Dirty Discipline, Vol. 1

“Okay.”

She felt him kiss the top of her head before he slowly eased back. He reached for the soap and washcloth and gently washed her before swiping at his own body. It wasn’t a shower like they’d shared Saturday where he had ended up sitting on the bottom of the tub with her riding his cock. This was a time of caring.

She allowed him to bathe her, then dry her. She even allowed him to choose her clothes. A pink bustier and a lacy pink G-string under her new gray suit. The jacket showed off her curves and the skirt ended mid-thigh, showing off her well-formed legs.

When he saw her pull out black ballet slippers, he made a face. “Tonight, we’ll go shopping for shoes. That sexy outfit needs heels.”

With a smile Alaina reached into the back of the closet and pulled out a shoe box. “Like these?” Opening the top, she slipped on black pumps. The heel was tall enough to look sexy, but not so high that she wouldn’t be comfortable wearing them all day.

“Oh, yeah, darlin’. Exactly like those.” He stepped closer and kissed her lightly but stepped away before lust carried them away.

Twenty minutes later, after coffee and toast for breakfast, Alaina paused at the front door. “I’m scared, Gray. How can I go out there looking like this?”

Gray laid his hands on her shoulders and looked deep into her green eyes. “You are beautiful, sexy, strong, and smart. And I love you. Now, go out there and show the world.”

Gray’s declaration of love still echoed through her head when Alaina walked into the office, five minutes late. For someone who was always fifteen minutes early, this was a momentous occasion.

“You’re late,” her father called from his office.

“Sorry,” she apologized as she went about opening her office and preparing for the day.

“Bring me my schedule for the week and Hep Anderson’s file.”

Alaina picked up the printout of the week her father demanded each Monday morning. She also picked up several letters that needed his signature and a pad to take notes on. Her father was old school and refused to depend on technology any more than absolutely necessary. He left that for her to learn and manage.

With everything piled together, she walked into his office. After sliding the client file he had requested and his copy of the week’s schedule in front of him, she took her seat, carefully balancing the pad and letters on her knees while wondering if she could cross her legs without exposing anything.

“What the hell are you wearing?” Her father slammed down the phone and glared at her.

“A suit. I bought it this weekend.”

“It’s too short. Take it back. And put on a proper shirt. I can see your underwear,” he ordered as he opened the file and began to flip through the papers inside.

“No.” Gray’s voice echoed through her thoughts, giving her the courage to do what she should have done years before.

“Excuse me?” He scowled at her.

“This is a perfectly acceptable suit, and I’m not going to take it back.”

Her father glared at her for another moment, then looked down at the paperwork before him. “Get out of my office, and don’t come back until you’re dressed appropriately.”

“Are you firing me?” She placed the paperwork she held on the corner of his desk before standing.

“If that’s what it takes. You are a member of…”

“Yes, I know, a member of one of the most respected families in New Bern and as such am held to a higher standard. Guess what, Dad. I don’t care. I’ve worked here because you demanded it. I dressed the way I did because I didn’t know how to fight you. I am a certified financial planner, and you still treat me like I’m nineteen years old and just walked in the door. I finally realized this weekend that no matter what I do it will never be good enough. I’m sorry, but I give up. Good-bye, Dad.”

Before he could respond, Alaina walked out of his office. Retrieving her purse and the few personal items he had allowed her to have in the office, she walked out.

Her heart pounded as she climbed into her car and drove away. She made it home with no recollection of the drive. After turning off the car, she began to shake. She’d done it. She’d quit her job. What would she do now?

“Oh my God,” she whispered as the car door opened.

“Alaina?” Gray knelt and touched her face. His fingers felt warm against her skin.

“Oh my God,” she repeated.

“What happened? You’ve only been gone thirty minutes. Are you alright?”

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