“There is nothing stupid or freakish about you. I’m not going to punish you this time. But if you say anything like that about yourself or anything you do, you won’t be sitting for a good long while. Understand?”
“Yes.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
“Yes, Big Daddy,” she whispered.
He grimaced at her name for him. But she saw his lips twitch.
“I know you’re worried about what other people will think if they learn you’re a Little. I get it. There are members of this town who would react badly to who I am. It’s not always easy to be the sheriff and a Daddy Dom, which is why I go to the city to a club. Where I can be anonymous. I wouldn’t do anything to put your career and reputation at risk.”
“My boss and colleagues wouldn’t understand. Most of them, anyway. Some might have their own secret kinks.”
“Probably more than you know.”
“I just feel like my Little side is getting closer to the surface and if I mess up—”
“You won’t. And if your Little comes out in front of someone who doesn’t understand then we’ll deal with it. You trust me to protect you? Even after I messed up today?”
There was no question.
She threw herself forward. “Of course I do, Big Daddy.”
“Thank you, my girl. That means more to me than I can express.” He drew her gently back. “Now, would you like to do some shopping or would you prefer to just go home? You look a bit pale and shaky.” He frowned with concern.
“I always feel a bit like this after a panic attack.”
“All right then we’ll head home and you can have a nap.” He stood with her in his arms. His hand was firmly under her ass.
“No, Daddy, wait. Please, I don’t want to go home.”
“You need to rest. I can feel you shaking against me.”
“But I’m here. And I want to look around. Please.”
“I don’t want you walking around. What if you feel faint, fall over, and hit your head?”
He had a real obsession with her hitting her head. “I’m sure you’d catch me.”
He grunted as though in affirmation but didn’t look appeased by that. Shoot. Seemed she was going home for a nap. Thing was, now that she’d gotten over her initial shock and panic she really wanted to see what was in here.
“Please, Daddy.” She’d never attempted to give someone puppy dog eyes, but that was what she was aiming for.
He huffed out a breath. “All right, we’ll stay. But there are two conditions.”
“What are they?” she asked suspiciously.
“One, you’ll tell me immediately if you feel dizzy, ill, or sick.”
“I’ll be fine now,” she reassured him.
“Georgina,” he said in a low, warning voice. “We can go straight home right now.”
“Okay, I promise.” Sheesh. He was really serious about this.
“Two, you drink a bottle of water. I want you rehydrated.”
“I don’t have any water.”