The Art of Discipline: Dani’s Discovery (The Mockingbird Chronicles) by Alexandra James, Stardawn Cabot Page B
Authors: Alexandra James, Stardawn Cabot
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today.”
“You didn’t have to do that,” Emma slightly scolded. “But thank you. It was nice to get a little extra sleep.”
Dani nodded. It was nice, and they’d both needed it—just like they both needed a break.
* * *
The rest of the day continued uneventfully. They went into work late and closed up the store before having dinner and plopping down in front of the TV. As the night wore on, however, Dani realized it was getting late and snatched the remote, shutting off the TV.
“Hey,” Emma protested. “I was watching that.”
“It’s getting late, and we have an early morning tomorrow.”
Emma scowled. “What if I don’t want to go to bed yet?”
“It’s not going to bed that’s the problem… it’s getting up. You deserve a good night’s sleep,” Dani explained, getting a glare from Emma. “But, I suppose if I have trouble with you in the morning, I could just throw you over my shoulder and toss you in the car with the suitcases,” Dani teased.
Emma smiled, shaking her head as she slowly allowed Dani to pull her to her feet. “Hmm… I’m sure that treating your boss like a suitcase must be under one of Uncle Sean’s rules,” Emma teased. “I’d hate for you to have to drive that far with a sore bottom.”
“Nope,” Dani grinned. “I happen to know that Uncle Sean loved being treated like a suitcase.”
“Oh, is that so?” Emma challenged.
Blue eyes twinkling as Dani moved a little closer, she bent over the smaller woman, her lips stopping just short of her ear as she whispered, “Uh-huh, it is.”
Emma suddenly squealed in surprise as Dani grabbed her arm and, like a sack of potatoes, effortlessly tossed her over her shoulder.
“Dani!” Emma yelled, fruitlessly pounding on her back. “You put me down this instant.”
“What was that?” Dani teased, giving Emma’s bottom a healthy swat. “I can’t hear you, someone is yelling in my ear.”
“Danielle!” Emma said sternly as Dani started walking toward the bedroom. “Put me down!”
“If you insist.” Dani suddenly stopped, and Emma found herself flying through the air, only to land on the bed a moment later.
Glaring up at Dani, Emma half sat up, using her elbows to balance. She then crooked her finger and beckoned Dani closer. Dani debated for a moment but finally took a step forward, only to be pounced upon by a redheaded spitfire who quickly discovered just how ticklish Dani was.
* * *
Emma waited in Dani’s black sedan while Dani ran in to get her change for the gas. Glancing at the dashboard clock, Emma realized they’d only been on the road for an hour. They’d gotten hungry and made a pit stop, filling the tank as well as their food reserves. Emma had been careful to pick out some fruit and a breakfast sandwich, while Dani had insisted on a donut and a candy bar. How Dani ever kept her figure was beyond Emma. It seemed all she ever ate was junk food and takeout.
While Emma waited, she took a sip of her coffee and then placed a straw in the chocolate milk she’d picked up for Dani. It wasn’t exactly healthy either, but chocolate milk was at least more nutritious then soda. With the exception of orange juice, which Dani could barely tolerate, Emma found out quickly that Dani abhorred all types of fruit juice. So far, Emma had tried at least a dozen different varieties, only to have Dani refuse to take more than a single sip of each. Curiously, she’d also found that Dani didn’t drink coffee or tea. That had been a huge surprise, considering how much caffeine she took in every day. The chocolate milk was at least some sort of compromise they could both agree on.
Emma was suddenly brought from her thoughts as the driver side door opened. Dani frowned seeing the chocolate milk in her cup holder. “Mind moving that?”
Emma narrowed her eyes when she saw the giant cup in Dani’s hand. “I thought we agreed no soda at breakfast.”
“This isn’t breakfast,” Dani quickly
“You didn’t have to do that,” Emma slightly scolded. “But thank you. It was nice to get a little extra sleep.”
Dani nodded. It was nice, and they’d both needed it—just like they both needed a break.
* * *
The rest of the day continued uneventfully. They went into work late and closed up the store before having dinner and plopping down in front of the TV. As the night wore on, however, Dani realized it was getting late and snatched the remote, shutting off the TV.
“Hey,” Emma protested. “I was watching that.”
“It’s getting late, and we have an early morning tomorrow.”
Emma scowled. “What if I don’t want to go to bed yet?”
“It’s not going to bed that’s the problem… it’s getting up. You deserve a good night’s sleep,” Dani explained, getting a glare from Emma. “But, I suppose if I have trouble with you in the morning, I could just throw you over my shoulder and toss you in the car with the suitcases,” Dani teased.
Emma smiled, shaking her head as she slowly allowed Dani to pull her to her feet. “Hmm… I’m sure that treating your boss like a suitcase must be under one of Uncle Sean’s rules,” Emma teased. “I’d hate for you to have to drive that far with a sore bottom.”
“Nope,” Dani grinned. “I happen to know that Uncle Sean loved being treated like a suitcase.”
“Oh, is that so?” Emma challenged.
Blue eyes twinkling as Dani moved a little closer, she bent over the smaller woman, her lips stopping just short of her ear as she whispered, “Uh-huh, it is.”
Emma suddenly squealed in surprise as Dani grabbed her arm and, like a sack of potatoes, effortlessly tossed her over her shoulder.
“Dani!” Emma yelled, fruitlessly pounding on her back. “You put me down this instant.”
“What was that?” Dani teased, giving Emma’s bottom a healthy swat. “I can’t hear you, someone is yelling in my ear.”
“Danielle!” Emma said sternly as Dani started walking toward the bedroom. “Put me down!”
“If you insist.” Dani suddenly stopped, and Emma found herself flying through the air, only to land on the bed a moment later.
Glaring up at Dani, Emma half sat up, using her elbows to balance. She then crooked her finger and beckoned Dani closer. Dani debated for a moment but finally took a step forward, only to be pounced upon by a redheaded spitfire who quickly discovered just how ticklish Dani was.
* * *
Emma waited in Dani’s black sedan while Dani ran in to get her change for the gas. Glancing at the dashboard clock, Emma realized they’d only been on the road for an hour. They’d gotten hungry and made a pit stop, filling the tank as well as their food reserves. Emma had been careful to pick out some fruit and a breakfast sandwich, while Dani had insisted on a donut and a candy bar. How Dani ever kept her figure was beyond Emma. It seemed all she ever ate was junk food and takeout.
While Emma waited, she took a sip of her coffee and then placed a straw in the chocolate milk she’d picked up for Dani. It wasn’t exactly healthy either, but chocolate milk was at least more nutritious then soda. With the exception of orange juice, which Dani could barely tolerate, Emma found out quickly that Dani abhorred all types of fruit juice. So far, Emma had tried at least a dozen different varieties, only to have Dani refuse to take more than a single sip of each. Curiously, she’d also found that Dani didn’t drink coffee or tea. That had been a huge surprise, considering how much caffeine she took in every day. The chocolate milk was at least some sort of compromise they could both agree on.
Emma was suddenly brought from her thoughts as the driver side door opened. Dani frowned seeing the chocolate milk in her cup holder. “Mind moving that?”
Emma narrowed her eyes when she saw the giant cup in Dani’s hand. “I thought we agreed no soda at breakfast.”
“This isn’t breakfast,” Dani quickly
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