DISCIPLINE✔ (DSD SERIES, BOOK THREE)

Why?

"And who should I make this out to?" I ask as I smile at the little girl in front of me.

She is the last one in the queue, meaning after this it's time to meet Dylan and confess.

"Destiny," the little girl replies with a beautiful smile on her face and my heart flutters at her adorableness.

She has radiant ebony skin with beautiful kinky hair that is made into a cute little bun on top of her head. Her eyes are big and round and have a beautiful honey brown colour to them.

I sign the book with 'To Destiny, the most adorable girl I've seen today. Love your friend, Indie Blake'. I add a few hearts and smiley faces before gesturing her over for her picture with me.

Someone—I'm guessing her mother because of the uncanny resemblance — takes the picture before smiling and thanking me. I remind her to use the hashtags when posting and she nods taking her daughter's hand walking towards the door.

She bids the store owner goodbye while little Destiny waves at me and I wave back with a genuine smile.

"Thank you so much for doing this Ms. Blake," the store owner, Clark, says as they leave and I stand to meet his outstretched hand.

"It was my pleasure," I state releasing his hand. "I hope this boosts your business's popularity."

"Me too," he smiles.

I nod, I gathering my things and placing my handbag on my shoulder.

"Ms. Blake, would you like to have a drink with me after such a hectic day?"

I look up at him, reading the intent in his eyes. Clark is not your stereotypical old, bookstore owner. He's roughly in his thirties, a decent-looking man with ginger hair and green eyes and his body shows that he does workout.

I'm flattered he's attracted to me but I'm engaged, baby momma to a possessive Dom and also, he's not my cup of tea.

"Thank you for the offer but I have dinner plans," I say, heading towards the door, him hot on my tail.

"That's a shame," he states holding ajar, the door I opened. "May I have your number? To reschedule?"

I chuckle at his attempt, shaking my head. "I'm sorry Clark but I'm engaged," I state showing my ring.

The 4 karat diamond sparkles, enclosed in a circular band with smaller diamonds surrounding it. The band around my finger is gold and at either side of the diamond, the words "Mia" and "Siempre" are engraved.

His eyes widen and he clears his throat with a blush to his cheeks. "I apologize Ms. Blake. I thought it was a ring wore for fashion purposes. I'm not that type of man."

"It's okay," I shrug nonchalantly. "Goodbye, now Clark."

He bids me goodbye as I walk through the door onto the streets and I feel his eyes on me taking me in.

I can't really blame him though. I'm in a grey, pencil skirt that frames my perky ass with a sleeved, royal blue, silk top and blue wedges.

With each step I take my ass bounces and have to say, I look good. I walk down the street, searching through my bag for my phone. I pull up Google maps checking to ensure I'm heading in the right direction. I almost face-palm myself when I notice I'm headed in the wrong direction.

Sighing I turn around, scurrying through the crowd. I bump into someone and I offer them an apology. The guy I bump into nods, staring at me openly giving me a perverse vibe.

I hurry away from him and continue forward. I pass the bookstore once more and Clark is still inside moving around.

Shaking my head, I look at the map noticing I have a ten minute walk before me. I'm tempted to take a cab but I decide to let out the tourist in me, taking in the scenery. Plus I'm not going to rush meeting up with Dylan.