The Art of Discipline: Dani’s Discovery (The Mockingbird Chronicles)

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breakfast.”
    Surveying her kitchen, Dani started to chuckle. “I think that’s a better plan.”
    “As well as safer,” Emma added.
     
    * * *
     
    Dani shifted again in the booth. “Are you sure we can’t take our breakfast to go?”
    Emma shook her head. “No, we’re eating here, so you can stop asking.”
    Dani crossed her arms over her chest and pouted as she winced. Her bottom was still sore, and Emma’s teasing and lack of sympathy wasn’t helping. Then again, since Emma put her bottom in this state, asking for sympathy was probably a little silly.
    The women sat in silence, looking out the window by their booth. Each lost in her own thoughts, they were interrupted as the waitress put breakfast down on the table.
    “Excuse me, but where’s the diet soda I asked for?” Dani asked the waitress before she could leave their table.
    The waitress looked at Emma and then back to Dani. “I thought you wanted orange juice.”
    “But I ordered diet soda,” Dani protested, looking pointedly at Emma.
    “Don’t you think it’s a little early in the day for soda, Danielle?” Emma returned with a raised eyebrow.
    Dani shifted. “The juice is fine,” she gave in, realizing that with her backside still tender, it was best not to argue at the moment.
    The waitress nodded and left them to enjoy the meal.
    “You know, just because you are the boss inside the store doesn’t mean you can boss me around in my personal life,” Dani quietly commented.
    Emma sighed. “I’m not trying to boss you around, Dani. I care for you, and I’m just looking out for your best interest. After all, what would Uncle Sean say if you ordered a soda at breakfast?”
    “I’m not six years old, Emma. I can decide what I eat and drink.”
    “Dani, just what was the nature of the personal errand that Will ran for you?”
    The question caught Dani off guard, and she shifted once again. “What does that matter? We’ve dealt with that already.”
    “I know, but I want to know what was so important that you felt breaking the rules were necessary.”
    Dani put her fork down and sat back against the booth. “I was out of soda, so I sent him to pick me up another case.” Green eyes sparkled, and Dani realized that the news wasn’t news to the redhead. “But you already knew that.”
    Emma nodded. “From now on, no more soda with breakfast.”
    Dani scowled. “Fine.”
     
    * * *
     
    Dani shifted from foot to foot. She was tired of standing, but the last thing she wanted to do was sit on the high stool that was behind the counter. It was another long day in the store, two hours into her shift, and they’d hardly had a customer all day.
    After breakfast that morning, she and Emma returned to open. Emma had then retreated to her office to work on paperwork, leaving Dani behind the counter until Anna and Stevie showed up.
    Dani tried to tune out the incessant talking of her two co-workers and was trying to concentrate on her laptop when she suddenly heard a loud slap. Dani’s head popped up at the noise only to see Anna giggling. The raven-haired woman was pinned over one of the tables as her partner swatted her a second time with a large hardcover book.
    Stevie let Anna up, after which she swatted Stevie playfully on the arm as they both giggled. Anna then noticed that Dani was watching them and blushed slightly, playfully pushing Stevie away. Stevie turned as well, giving Dani a grin and a wink.
    Dani chewed on her lip for a moment before her eyes quickly returned to her computer screen. Not that she was reading anything there; it was just a convenient place to hide. Wishing again that she could sit so that she could further hide behind the screen, she glanced at the clock. She was never going to make another four hours of this.
    She managed another fifteen minutes of shifting and avoiding looking at either Stevie or Anna before she gave up and headed to Emma’s office. Knocking softly on the open door, she was met with green eyes

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