We pulled into the packed parking lot of Café Lumiere. Glancing down at my clothes, I asked, “Are you sure we're dressed for this place?"
“Saturday mornings are pretty casual." Before I could get my door open, William was already around the front of the truck to get me out. “Are you always this way, or is it just because you're buttering me up in hopes I'll spank you again?"
William chuckled as he eased me down out of the truck and onto my feet. “I'm always this way, but normally my Dommes don't have a problem with it."
Inwardly, I bristled at the mention of his other Dommes. Although I had no right to feel possessive, I didn't like the thoughts of him with Calla or any other women for that matter.
“I'm not your Domme."
He ignored my comment and offered me the crook of his arm. “You c
