Mastering Inga (Service & Submission Book 2) by Megan Michaels Page A

okay.”
    She turned to clean the room up when a voice rumbled behind her.. “It seems someone else here is in trouble.”
    “Daddy!” Liam stood, wanting to run to his father.
    Garrett halted him. “Uh-uh. You sit down, little boy. You’re in time out for hurting Madalyn.”
    Liam furrowed his eyebrows and sat down quietly.
    “Oh my God, you scared me. Jidder! Jesus.” She held a hand to her chest. “A squabble occurred between Liam and Madalyn, I had to take care of it. I’m sorry I couldn’t be at the door.”
    “I would never expect you to leave the children to be at the door. The children are always first. Always. I’m talking about the disobedient woman wearing shorts.”
    He looked down at her shorts, then leaned against the door jam, crossing his arms across his chest. His muscled arms bunched under his white dress shirt.
    Jesus, how is a girl supposed to concentrate with arms like that. And he’s wearing a white dress shirt with cuff links too!
    She had a decided weakness for cuff links.
    “Care to explain yourself? I’m thinking it won’t be as easy to talk your way out of this one, but feel free to try. And what does ‘jidder’ mean?”
    She averted her eyes. “Jidder means ‘shit.’”
    “I suspected. You know I don’t allow swearing that is directed at me personally. But swearing, in general, doesn’t bother me. I always reserve the right to change my mind though, so avoiding swearing works to your benefit. Right now though, I want you to explain the shorts.”
    She wrung her hands trying to figure out how she could convince him she hadn’t disobeyed. “Uhm. Well… I brought the kids outside this afternoon to play with sand.”
    “Sand, Daddy!” Liam leapt up and out of his chair waving his hands wildly in excitement.
    Garrett pointed at the time out chair and made a motion with his forefinger pointing downward. “Liam. No. Sit down. Yes, you played with sand. We’ll talk about it after time-out.”
    Liam to his credit, complied, backing up to his chair and sitting down.
    “Okay, bad girl, continue.”
    “I’m not a bad girl. I played with the kids. I had to crawl around in the grass. And it would’ve been difficult to do that with a dress on.” She crossed her arms over her chest. Getting angry would not be in her best interest right now, but he was pushing her buttons.
    “What are you supposed to do before you put shorts on?”
    “I didn’t have time. We were busy and it was only for an hour.”
    “Obviously, it wasn’t an hour. What are the rules about this? How long have you had those shorts on? What are you supposed to do before you put them on?”
    The timer went off and Liam jumped up, clapping his hands. Inga walked over, shutting it off and kneeling in front of the excited boy. “You don’t pull hair. No pulling hair. It’s not okay. You hurt, Madalyn.”
    Liam, nodded his head. “No. No pulling hair. No-no.”
    “That’s right. It’s a no-no. Go see sissy and tell her you’re sorry.”
    Liam ran to Garrett, hugging him. “Sand. Play with sand, Daddy. Made a castle. So pretty.”
    Garrett kissed the top of Liam’s head, rubbing his back while listening to his rendition of the fun they had with sand. “You had fun, huh? Is the castle still outside?”
    Liam nodded vigorously. “Yes, Daddy!”
    “I’ll go outside to see it soon.” He patted him on the back. “You tell Madalyn you’re sorry. No pulling hair. It’s a no-no. Go see Madalyn.”
    Liam toddled off and they were left alone in the playroom. In two long strides, Garrett stood next to her. “Now that the bad boy has left the room, it’s time for the bad girl to get a talking to. I’ll ask for the third time, and for your information, I’m losing my patience waiting for this answer. What are you supposed to do before you put the shorts on?”
    “I’m supposed to ask permission. But I—”
    “Nope. No excuses. None. In the amount of time it took to walk down the hall, you could’ve