I'm dazed by the bright light that found it's way past my curtains. My limbs ached as I untangled then from the sheets and what seemed to be another person.
"Good morning," he mumbles, his voice deep and husky. I turn around peering up at Jughead. "Let's get all cleaned up, huh?" He chuckles running his hands between my thighs. "Shower or bath?"
"Sleep?" I give him my best pouty face.
"No, it's almost noon. Today is an important day," he stands up retrieving his clothes that are all scattered around my bedroom.
"Why?" I sit up the sheet that was once covering my boobs fall making me cover them. He pulls the sheet off my body running his eyes over me.
"We are going to discuss rules," he grabs my ankle pulling me to the edge of the bed making me squeak. "And then, we're going to dinner to meet an old friend of mine."
"What about Cheryl?"
"She can come to. Now come along," he walks into my bathroom turning on the faucet. Jughead grabs soap nearby squeezing some in as the tub fills with warm water.
"I thought we went over all the rules?" I slip into the tub sighing as my body sinks into the semi-hot water.
"Oh, no," he meals down on my fluffy rug turning off the bathtub faucet. "There are a few more I want to go over with, but first we need to get you all cleaned up."
He squirts shampoo into his hand rubbing it all over. Jughead continues to give me a bath. After I quickly dress in a baggy shirt and shorts. I quickly make us some eggs and bacon for breakfast.
"Rule number one, Betty, you will address me as daddy when we are not in public," he grabs my waist pulling me onto my lap. "Rule number two, you're mine, I own you, and I sure as hell don't share," he growls.
"If I can't sleep with another person, then you can't either," I say, chewing on some bacon.
"Of course," he squeezes my hip. "I'm yours Elizabeth."
"So we are like boyfriend and girlfriend just without title boyfriend and girlfriend?" I look down at my fork.
"Do you want us to be labeled as boyfriend and girlfriend?" He grabs my face making me look him in the eyes.
I nod my head slightly not trying to cross his invisible line that he put up when we first met.
"Okay, Princess," he smiles at me. "Rule number three, your curfew and even though we established this, you seem to now understand the basic rules about it. You will be home and in bed before ten."
I move around in his lap my cheeks getting warm.
"I know, I'm sorry Daddy," I whisper.
"It's okay princess, now you know," he kisses my forehead.
"Rule number four," he runs his hand down to my ass. "No cussing, you're my little and I will not have a disobedient little girl." I nod my head at him. "Rule number five, always tell daddy how you feel. Rule number six, tell daddy when he does something you don't like. Rule number seven, always be honest to daddy, if you lie it will make the punishment even worse. Last one, rule number eight, always eat. No more skipping meals, you hear me little girl?" He grabs my thigh.
"Yes daddy!" I squeal giggling as he tickles me.
"And if you break any of these rules, daddy will get mad at you Princess," he makes me fully straddle him. "You don't want daddy to spank you, do you?"
"No," I whimper, looking down.
He grabs my chin making me look up.
"Now what do you want to do today?"
*
"Betty, this is Sweet pea, Sweet pea, this is Betty," Jughead points to a older looking man next to him.
"Hi," I shake his hand nervously. Suddenly I wish Cheryl was here, but she would rather stay at her hotel with her massive hang over.
"Come," Jughead nods over to the booth. We all sit. "How's Seattle?" I feel Jughead's arm slip around my waist pulling me close.
"It's good," Sweet pea mumbles. "Your dad made the front page."
"Not surprised," Jughead sighs, "what did he do this time?"
"Just another scandal with another company," Sweet pea mumbles. "Anyways, I starving, let's get something to eat."
As soon as we step outside the cold air bites at my skin.
"It was great seeing you again, Sweet pea," Jughead pats his back.
"You too, man," Sweat pea chuckles.
"Come along Elizabeth," Jughead grabs my hand pulling me over to where we parked. He presses me up against his car, his hands on my cheeks. "You look very beautiful," he whispers resting his forehead on mine.
"Thank you," I smile, wrapping my arms around his neck.
He presses a little kiss on my lips.
"I know this is sudden," he whispers looking into my eyes with such intensity I feel panic rise. "But, there's an event in Seattle and, I was wondering if you wanted to go with me? You don't have to it's just a suggestion." He rambles.
"Of course I'll go," I giggle at him. "Cheryl is leaving soon and I don't want to be all alone."
"Oh no, we couldn't have that," he smirks twirling my hair with his finger. "Ready to go princess?"
"Yes daddy," I whisper getting on my tippy toes just to kiss his cheek.
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