Your Dad's Perfect (Ruby) novel Chapter 6

"Ruby, come here." I look at him and shake my head. His hand grips mine, and he pulls me in front of him. He turns me so my back is against him. "What is this?" He taps the side, and I glance down.

Shit, my list. I go to say I don't know when he speaks. "It fell out of your bag. You threw it down with that much force." He chuckles and waits.

"It was something to help me experience more, stop being a prude, and prove everyone wrong."

He sighs and grabs a pen, placing it next to the paper. His hands grip the counter next to me. "Pick up the pen," he says, his breath washes over my neck. Reaching down, I get it.

"Cross off number eight."

"W-what?"

"Cross of number eight. The list is a good idea, but number eight is a risk. Not only that, but you're not selling your body. You gain nothing from it."

"I want to." It will help. It's different.

"No, you don't. Women dance there for money, and many are abused behind the scenes. If you want a list, fine, but make it safe. Cross it out."

Nodding, I cross out the dancing in an adult club.

"Number ten, cross it out."

"Why?" What is wrong with a threesome?

"You don't even have a partner, so you're planning to have a threesome with two strangers? That's putting yourself at risk. Remove it." Nodding, I cross it out.

"Number fifteen as well."

"People do it all the time." What is wrong with a one-night stand?

"You didn't have them for a reason. Because you know you're worth more than a night, don't forget your values and morals. Remove it." Biting my lips, I scratch it out.

"Also, number sixteen. Before you ask, that's safer and better if you have a partner, not a random guy." I cross out the sex in public. "Number nineteen."

"What?" What is wrong with trying bondage during sex?

"You don't have a partner. Are you really going to let a stranger, a one-night stand, tie you up? You're putting yourself at risk."

I didn't consider that. Maybe there is a lot on here that shouldn't be, as I can't do it alone or with a total stranger I don't trust. I cross it out, move down the list, and begin crossing off some other things.

He spins me to face him, and his hand slides along my leg. "Remove them." His finger strokes omy sex over my underwear.

Crap, I didn't consider that. I'm wearing a one-piece leather corset.

"I said remove them. I can't do it while you're covered."

Nodding, I lift the dress, and his eyes widen. He swears under his breath.

"Ruby, why the hell did you come here wearing this?" He stands waiting.

"I'm going out after. I wouldn't have time to go back and change. I needed the shoes to go with it." My words are quiet.

"In this? Turn." I turn so my back is against him, and he swears louder. His hands grasp against the globe of my ass. "Your whole ass is on show. And you're wearing it out?"

I nod at his words. "It's appropriate for where I'm going." Very appropriate.

"Take it off." Nodding at his words, I unclick it around my neck. Moving and pushing it down my body until it falls to the floor. I stay facing away from him, but I can feel his eyes burning through my body.