Chapter Six
Big Dick was not ababysitter.Well, he had moments throughout his life when he had to be.Although, taking care of Harlow didn’t exactly feel like a babysitting job.His little sister had always had a sense of adventure.
Holding Larissa over a toilet as she threw her guts up, he should have hated it.She had passed out in his arms in the bathroom at the bar.Kinky was already taking care of Hailey, which didn’t seem like the best idea.
They hadn’t come in cars, but between Brick and Vice they were able to ride back to the clubhouse, grab the cars, and bring them back to the bar, then take their women home.He told Kinky to just help Hailey.
The temptation to spank Larissa’s ass was so great.Throughout the night, Larissa had vomited, and he helped brush her teeth, put her to bed, and he’d already taken up some water, along with pain pills for her.He’s also made a couple of pieces of toast.
He sat in the sitting room, reading one of the cooking magazines on the table, all about Thanksgiving dinner, so it was out of date since Thanksgiving was months away.
Big Dick had heard Larissa wake up, then the sound of the shower running, and not long after, the blow-dryer.He finished his coffee and placed it on the table as Larissa stepped into the room.
“Hey,” she said.
“Morning.”
“Uh, what happened last night?”
“You drank way too much tequila.More than you could stand, and passed out in my arms in the bar’s bathroom,” he said.
She winced.“That wasn’t good.”
“Why?”
“What?”
“Why did you do it?”he asked.
“I was trying to distract Hailey.I don’t know the full details but she was hurt by Kinky, and ...she just wanted to have a girls’ night, just her and me, because we’re not connected to the club.Then you turned up and made it more painful.I was trying to distract her, to keep her moving around the bar, and that went wrong.Everything that could go wrong, did last night.”
He had figured as such.Larissa was not a drinker.
“You put yourself at risk,” he said.
“How?”
“Do you think there are many men that would just walk away from a woman who was passed out?There are sick fucks that would have raped you in the bathroom.”
“But that didn’t happen.”
“Because I was there, and I might not be next time.So, over you go.”
“What?”
“Get over my knee, now.”
She laughed and frowned.“What?”
“Clearly, you need to be punished.”
“And you don’t think throwing up was punishment enough?”
