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Stop. Stop right fucking there.

“He seemed fine when we left,” she declared, her fingers clenching against her thigh. Her chin jutted out with her sudden defiance, and all I could think of was grabbing that chin and fucking that beautiful little mouth.

“Seemed fine? You should know better than that, Maci,” I rebuked, and her hands tensed a bit tighter.

With a quiet huff, she lifted her chin, and I wanted nothing more than to pull the car over and put her over my knee for the kind of punishment she deserved.

It was stupid getting into a car with a drunk driver. Honestly, if she had been my daughter and not Michael’s, I would have taken her home and given her a strict dose of my hand and then my belt.

She’s not yours.

My cock hardened uncomfortably, and I shifted in the seat. She was looking defiantly out the window, so she hadn’t noticed, but I tried to get control of myself anyway. I shouldn’t be thinking these things about her. She was my goddaughter for Christ’s sake, and she was an adult now. She needed to understand that her decisions had consequences, that she wasn’t a kid anymore, and that things like these were really hard to sweep under the rug, no matter what I told her.

“I didn’t know it would turn out like that,” she muttered, rolling her eyes towards the window in the sort of sneaky way that told me that she hoped I wouldn’t notice.

Naughty. Fucking. Girl.

“Use your head, Maci. You’re a smart girl. If you’re going to hang out with your friends and drink together, you stay put,” I continued, and her lower lip protruded in the tiniest little pout I’d ever seen.

“You’re not my dad,” she replied, clearly annoyed, and I gripped the steering wheel tighter.

If I was, you’d be sitting on a bright red bottom right now, you naughty little girl.

My cock surged with desire, damning me once again. I gritted my teeth and stared at the road for a long moment before taking a deep, calming breath.

She’s not yours. You can’t do things like that.

“You may not see me as your dad, but I do care about you,” I retorted, my voice holding an edge of sternness.

She huffed audibly, the atmosphere growing increasingly tense between us. “I can take care of myself. I don’t need a babysitter.”

My grip on the steering wheel tightened further, my frustration showing even though I tried my best to hide it. “This isn’t about that, Maci. It’s about making responsible choices. You can’t afford to be reckless.”

She shot me a defiant look, her eyes narrowing slightly. “I’m not reckless. I just wanted to have some fun.”

“The kind of fun that landed you arrested and locked in a police station,” I countered sharply.

Maci crossed her arms, a clear sign of resistance. “You’re overreacting. It was just a stupid mistake.”

“Just a stupid mistake that could have had serious repercussions,” I insisted, my tone unwavering. “You’re capable of more than this, Maci. Don’t undermine your potential with impulsive decisions.”

She pouted, her annoyance evident. “You act like I ruined my life or something.”

“If not for me, you certainly could have,” I countered, and she opened her mouth but then wisely thought to close it.

Good girl.

The car moved in silence for a long moment, the tension hanging thick in the air between us.

Maci glanced out the window, her thoughts momentarily distant. “I appreciate your help. I really do.”

“I know it’s hard on your own, but you’re a smart girl. Use that head of yours before doing something like getting in cars with drunk boys.”

“I didn’t mean for it to happen like that,” she finally relented.

“I know, Maci-girl. Just don’t let it happen again,” I added softly.

Or else I’ll take my belt off and show you what happens to naughty little girls who need a lesson in what’s acceptable and what’s not.

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