The look he gives me is withering, but his lips twitch, giving away his amusement. “You can have the final approval over the menu and the entertainment.”
I let out a dramatic sigh. “Okay, I guess that’ll have to do.”
“I guess it will.”
Chapter Twenty-Two
Evander
“And then Miss Evelyn took us to the playground and pushed me on the swings and I went so high I almost went over the bar!”
Watching the screen in front of me bounce as my babygirl moves around her nursery, my chest aches with missing her. “Sounds like you had a busy day, kitten. Is there anything else you want to tell Daddy about?”
I already know, of course. Nothing happens in my house without me knowing about it. But I want to give her the chance to come clean so I don’t have to add to her punishment.
On the screen, her face screws up in the way she has when she’s thinking hard about something. “Umm… I dunno.”
“Really? Nothing happened this morning with Papa? During breakfast?”
I can see the moment realization dawns. Her eyes widen slightly and pink infuses her cheeks. “Oh. Um. There was onelittlething.”
“Tell Daddy about it.”
“It really wasn’t a big deal.” Her voice pitches up to a whine and when her eyes meet mine through the camera, they’re filled with a silent plea. “Papa was trying to get me to eat and I didn’t want to and I sorta knocked the fork out of his hand.”
“Uh-huh. And did Papa spank your bottom for that?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
“And what happens when someone else has to punish my naughty little kitten?”
“I get another spankin’ from you. But you’re not here.”
She almost sounds sad about the fact that I’m not around to blister her bottom, which oddly enough makes missing her easier to bear. “No, I’m not. So I’m going to give you a choice. You can either wait until I get home and take a spanking with Daddy’s belt. Or Papa can give you the second spanking you’ve earned tonight with your hairbrush.”
“When are you coming home?”
“Soon, hopefully.” The problems here in New York are taking longer than I would like to resolve, and it’s killing me to be away from her for so long but I’d rather get it taken care of now than have to be back here in a couple weeks dealing with the same bullshit. I have more than enough blood on my hands already and if I have to return to the city anytime soon, it’s likely to be a bloodbath.
“How soon?” She’s whining again, sounding so much like a Little girl it’s all I can do not to laugh.
“I don’t know, kitten. I promise I would tell you if I did.”
Natalie sighs, her shoulders drooping. “Couldn’t we just agree I learned my lesson and forget about the second spanking?”
“Sorry, little one. That’s not how this works.”
Another heavy sigh and then a long silence before she nods slowly. “I guess I’d rather just get it out of the way, then.”
“All right. Hand the phone to Papa.”
“Papa! Daddy wants to talk to you!”
There’s more wobbling of the screen and then Lucas’s face appears, a small smile curving his lips. “You rang?”
“Our little one is feeling impatient and she would rather not wait for me to get home for her spanking. She’s elected to have you spank her tonight while I watch.”
“Any special requests?”
