Luckily for her students, they’d all seemed to pick up on the fact that she was not at all happy to find her boy and her girl drunk in a bar in the middle of the city, and they kept their mouths shut as Danny and Kylie stumbled out the door. And they held their silence all the way to the hotel, where they quickly said their goodbyes at the elevator and went their separate ways.
Hopefully they’d continue being smart enough to not go making any mischief the rest of the night. Because as furious as Addison was at her own wayward Littles, she was not inclined to be understanding of her students breaking the rules as well.
When they reached her room, she pointed to the king-sized bed. “Sit. Both of you.”
They did as they were told, giggling the entire way, and she didn’t bother to hold back her sigh as she crouched to untie Kylie’s shoes. “You are both in so much trouble, I hope you know that.”
“But, Mommy, we weren’t being naughty! We just?—”
“Kylie Anne, if you know what’s good for you, then you will keep your excuses to yourself.” With her babygirl’s shoes removed, she shifted her attention to her boy. “Both of you will. I don’t want to hear another word out of either of you until you’ve sobered up tomorrow. Did you even bring a change of clothes?”
“Yes, Mommy. Ummm.” Danny screwed his eyes up again, clearly trying to remember. “Oh! There’s a bag in the car!”
“And where is your car?”
“A parking garage somewhere. Near the theatre.”
Goddammit. “Where are your keys?”
Digging in his coat pocket, he produced his car keys with a triumphant flair and handed them to her. “You two are to stay in this room. Do not leave, do not open that door for anyone, or I promise you will not sit comfortably for a month. Am I making myself crystal clear, Daniel?”
That threat seemed to sober him up a bit. Eyes wide, he nodded solemnly. “Yes, Mommy.”
“Good. I’ll be back in a few minutes.”
She wasn’t entirely sure it was the best course of action to leave them there, but they would need their things in the morning. Ignoring the pit in her stomach, she grabbed her purse and Danny’s keys and headed out into the hallway.
For tonight, her most pressing worry was making sure they were both safe and as comfortable as could be.
Tomorrow, though… tomorrow was going to be a reckoning.
Chapter Twenty-Three
Kylie
Groaning at the sunlight stabbing her eyes, Kylie rolled and buried her face in the too-soft pillow beneath her.
Why was it so soft? Her pillow was nice and firm, but this one was… squishy.
Annoyed by the weirdness of her pillow, she forced herself to sit up and look around the equally unfamiliar room.
Right. Bozeman, bar, hotel room.
And their very angry Mommy.
As if just thinking about her had been enough to conjure her, the bathroom door swung open and Addison stepped into the main room, her red hair dripping and a white towel wrapped around her, barely containing her heavy breasts. “Good morning.”
The ice in her Mommy’s voice had tears stinging Kylie’s eyes. “Hi, Mommy.”
“How’s your head? Do you need something for the pain?”
Her head was pounding, but it was her heart that hurt the most. “Are you very mad?”
“Oh, little girl, I’m absolutely furious. But I am still going to take care of what’s mine.” Crossing the room to the opposite sideof the bed, Mommy picked up a bottle of pills and removed the lid to shake two into her palm. She passed them to Kylie, along with a bottle of water she removed from the fridge. “Take the pills, drink your water, and then go take a shower.”
“Can we talk about last night?”
“Yes. After your shower.”
