Your Dad's Perfect (Ruby) novel Chapter 33

When I reach Kian, he smiles at me.

"Everything okay?"

"Yeah, he was checking that I had actually done research before coming back."

"Based on how you spoke to me about it, you have." He laughs, and I nod. "This way." He picks up the key, and I follow him.

"Ruby, stop." I stop on the stairs and turn to look at Alaric. "Come with me."

"Alaric." We're not meant to be doing this.

"Now, Ruby!" God, the way he said that makes me want to kneel and agree.

"It's fine, see you around." Kian smiles and walks back down the stairs and away.

"We're not meant to be doing this." I look at Alaric. His hand reaches for mine, and he guides me through the building, I watch as he scans his hand, and steps into a hall. Soon after, he stops at a door and scans his hand again.

Opening the door, he walks in with me right behind him.

"Alaric, you..." My words are stopped as he kisses me. Pushing him back, I fought to remember what I was going to say. "We agreed this couldn't happen."

"This is different." I laugh slightly at his words. "Sorry, but I can't just stand there and watch you walk off with a guy and go into one of the rooms."

"You shouldn't be stopping me from doing it, Alaric."

"I know it's fucked up. I'm sorry, I saw you and told myself I was fine with it, and the fact is, I'm not. It shouldn't be him or anyone else touching you. It should be me."

"You have Jake to consider." Has he forgotten that?

"No, I don't. He's an adult. I realised that I told you not to consider or think about what others would think; I did it myself. So indulge me, Ruby. Don't go back out there and into a room with him; stay here with me."

"I know, you want to know everything, all the yes and no's. You want my lists. You want all the details. Right now, I'm happy having a small bit like before. I'm not asking you to get out the open-mouthed gag, spiked floggers, clamps, anal hooks or electric wands. That can come with time."

He stares at me. "Yes, I know each of them is. I never stopped researching." My eyes follow him across the room, and I watch as he picks up the blindfold and slips it over my eyes.

"You remember the safeword?"

"Red, it all ends. Red for when I can't take no. It means it has to stop. It's not to be used as a way to stop play because I'm sulking. Yellow, I say it and explain the issue. Whether that is I'm getting tired, my legs hurt, or the new toy isn't comfortable. I say yellow, and explain the issue then you decide if it should end or something change to make me comfortable again."

His hand stops stroking. "That is more than I said."

"I know, but I know the rules for both now."