Open [London Brown #5]

"How much trouble am I in?" she asked.

Her question caused me to smile despite the fact that I lacked amusement. Today was not going as I'd pictured.

"None. Unless--"

"I don't understand." She had a bad habit of interrupting me.

"Keep cutting me off mid-sentence and you'll be over my knee." I met her gaze. "Back to what I was about to say, unless you broke a rule, expectation, or privilege?" Before she even agreed to the arrangement I was holding her accountable to the content outlined within.

She sighed. "I don't know." A well of tears formed in her eyes.

I preferred being the cause than Caden, which likely made me a heartless bastard. "I know."

"What's that supposed to mean?" She raised her voice.

"You left me." An accounting of her actions was in order. "But followed my instruction not to go to your flat. You didn't protest when I said I would come get you.
When I arrived, you came to me. Now you are unsure if you should have left with me."

She exhaled harshly.