I think I need to open my own store.” She said smiling up at her mates, who stood there.
“It's late. There's a dress in there. Get dressed and we'll take you downstairs to eat supper,” Remi snapped.
She watched Remi walk towards the window and looked out, and could see his muscles ripple under his t-shirt. Jaycee got up and slowly walked towards him, she knelt down at his side, and put her head on his thigh.
“I'm sorry, Remi. It seems I'm always saying I'm sorry to you. I have no excuse. I just couldn't take it. I felt so trapped again.” Jaycee lowered her head, waiting. Tears dropped down. She'd hurt them. Could she ever do anything right?
He raised her chin up to look at him. “When I heard you were missing, everything in me froze. I thought whoever is doing this had gotten you and that they'd finally managed to take you from me.” He stroked her cheek, staring down at her for a minute. He turned and sat down on one of the chairs near the fire. “Come here, Jaycee. Take off your clothes and lay across my lap.”
Jaycee stared at him for a moment, then did as he asked. She lay across his lap waiting as his hands gently stroked her ass. When the hand came down hard on her bottom, she didn't make a sound as he spanked her.
Tears slid down her face as she silently prayed he'd forgive her. He stopped after five slaps to each cheek. He ran his fingers over her ass gently. “Get up and get dressed, Jaycee, but know this: The next time you take off, it will be worse,” he stated, staring at her as she got up.
Her ass was burning she slipped her dress on,. She didn't bother with underwear. It would only aggravate her butt. When she was dressed, she walked back into the bedroom. Her mates were dressed in dress slacks and shirts. They escorted her downstairs to the fancy hotel restaurant where they met with Kate, her father, Shelly, and Bo. They had reserved a table.
Remi pulled out a wooden chair for her to sit on and she cringed looking at it, but she sat down slowly. Her ass flamed as it hit the seat. He pushed her chair in, jarring her more. She noticed both Shelly and Kate had the same problem.
The waitress came, and Remi ordered her a glass of wine and a whiskey straight up for him. Dane and Mark ordered the same. When the waitress left, Remi looked at her father and nodded.
Guy glanced at all three women. “We're having dinner here for one purpose. You three are alpha bitches and it's about time you start acting like it. You can't take off like that again. Jaycee, look at all the people who have tried to kill you. They have killed your baby, but yet you take off not thinking what it would do to your mates. This has to stop!” He growled. Then his attention turned to Shelly.
“You have been an alpha for a short time, but it is your example others will follow. You need to stop being so stubborn. Your mate is just trying to protect you.” His head turned to his mate. “And you of all people should know better. I'm furious at you right now. You not only you risk your life, but those of others.”
Jaycee looked at her friends. They didn't say a word, but she knew they wanted to protest.. Their drinks came and Jaycee gulped hers down in a second, even before the waitress could leave. She looked at the waitress, handing her the empty glass.
“Could you get me a shot of tequila and a bottle of Budweiser please?” Jaycee said, ignoring everyone.
“Could I get the same thing, please?” Kate asked, handing the glass of wine to the waitress. Shelly did the same thing. She heard the men groan, but didn't say anything until the waitress was gone.
“You haven't eaten anything. You need to eat, not to drink,” Remi snapped.
Jaycee looked up at him. “I haven't said a word. I have taken your punishment. I have listened to my father degrade me in front of all of you. I admit what I did was wrong. I wanted a drink so I ordered it. I love you, Remi, but don't tell me what to order or not to!” She gritted
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