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He must have realized he wasn’t going to win the argument because with a huff, her Dom turned, knelt, and started unbuckling her ankles and then wrists. When he stepped in front of her to release her wrists and neck, his face was an unreadable mask.
She pushed awkwardly to her feet, swaying as she caught her balance.
“Get dressed. We’re leaving,” he ground out, turning his back to her to pick up the loaned paddles.
Presley scrambled to comply, pushing down the desire to cry.
When she was finally dressed, Caleb almost threw the implements at the still waiting Dungeon Master. “Sorry to have wasted your time,” he spat.
Elijah answered, “No waste,” much more calmly.
He didn’t even glance her way as he ground out his next order. “Come on, let’s go.”
She had to almost run in her ill-gotten high heels to try to keep up with Caleb’s long strides as they went down the platform steps and toward the red velvet curtain.
As angry as he was, she was relieved that he flung open the door to the security room and finally turned to wait for her, placing his hand on her lower back and guiding her to the lockers. He got his things from the locker silently before resuming their departure, almost pushing her out the exit leading to the parking lot.
A cavern of silence rose between them as she took fast steps to keep up with him. By the time they approached the black town car with a driver waiting inside, Presley could honestly say it was a tie between her ass, her feet, and her heart as to what was in the most pain.
Surely, he was going to forgive her, right? She honestly didn’t even understand what was happening. While she’d never used her safeword before, he’d drilled it into her that it was there for her to use if she wanted their scene to stop. A flair of her own anger rose at the hypocrisy of him being mad when she finally did sayred.
“Get in,” he ordered, holding the back passenger door open wide for her before slamming the door much too hard after she was in.
Only after he was seated beside her did she remember her things she’d left behind.
“I need to get all my stuff out of my locker at Runway,” she said, her voice quavering.
For a few long seconds, he was silent, and she worried he hadn’t heard her. Then his voice boomed, “Take us to the front entrance to Runway.”
“Yes, sir,” the driver confirmed, turning left instead of right out of the Black Light parking lot.
Her hand was on the handle to exit when she finally felt his touch on her arm, holding her back.
“What locker is your stuff in? I’ll go and retrieve it,” he said.
“I can…”
“Presley, don’t argue with me. What is your locker and combination?”
Tears clouded her vision. Her Daddy had never been so angry with her before, and it was freaking her out. The guilt of disappointing him had been bad enough, but to have him angry that she’d used her safeword hurt deeply.
Giving in to his glare, she gave him the numbers he needed, and he left, taking the stairs to the expansive mansion two at a time before disappearing inside.
She sat in awkward silence with the driver, waiting and worrying.
As angry as he was with her, the sight of him bursting out of the front door with her purse in tow took her breath away. He was the perfect specimen of a man—handsome, successful. She used to put his dominant personality on his positive list, but tonight for the first time, it had moved to his negative column.
With each minute of strained silence that passed as they drove, her anxiety grew. What could she say to make this better?
Moments later the car pulled to a stop and a quick glance out her window showed they were in front of her apartment building.
“I thought we would be going back to your house now that you’re back in town,” she said, starting to realize just how seriously she’d fucked up that day.
The driver interrupted to say, “I’m going to walk across the street to pick up a beverage and give you two some privacy. I’ll be back.”
As soon as the driver’s side door closed, Presley startled with relief when she felt Caleb turn toward her before scooping her up into his arms and pulling her to sit in his lap. When he closed his arms around her in a tight hug, she burst into relieved tears at his touch.
“I’m so sorry I ruined everything, Daddy! Please don’t hate me.” she cried against his chest.
