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“We’re having a time-out.”

She stiffened. Had Ian told him that she was a Little? Was he making fun of her?

“A time-out?”

“Yep. You’re over-stimulated. You need a break.”

She wasn’t over-stimulated, was she? Did she get that way? Then again . . . she had been annoyed by the lights, and all the people, the noise.

Maybe she had been.

“I thought time-outs were just for when you’re naughty,” she whispered.

“Nope. Time-outs are also for when everything gets too much and you need some time to just be. Without worrying or thinking.”

“I don’t think I know how to do that. Right now, I’m worrying that the crate might break. That I’m too heavy for you. That Uncle Willy might need me and I won’t be there.”

“Okay. You need to take a few deep breaths for me.” His hand went to the back of her neck. The hold was possessive. Dominant. Maybe it should have frightened her or made her wary.

But instead, her stupid body just melted.

“That’s it. Deep breath in. Then out.”

She followed his directions.

“I have no idea what’s wrong with me,” she admitted. “I don’t usually worry this much. It feels . . . I don’t feel like I’m coping very well.”

“Because you’re exhausted and you’re taking too much on. You have to lean on us.”

“But you’re just my guards.”

“Is that all I am? A bodyguard?”

She felt his breath against her ear and shivered with pleasure.

“I don’t . . . I mean, are we friends?” she asked.

“Just friends?”

Sheepsbollocks. Her mouth went dry as he turned her head so it was tilted up toward him. Then his lips lightly touched hers.

A groan escaped her. As her lips parted, he slid his tongue inside. His kiss was different from Ian’s. Ian was more demanding. He took control right away. Yet, Jack seemed to cajole. To dance and play.

But there was still no doubt in her mind of who was in charge.

“We . . . I . . . what just happened?” She placed her fingers over her lips.

“We kissed.”

“But I . . . bollocks. I kissed Ian.”

She braced herself for his response.

“I know.” Satisfaction filled his voice. “And now you’ve kissed me as well.”

Was it some sort of game? Ian kissed her so now he had to? She wasn’t some damn prize.

Although she guessed he probably knew that after being around her so much these last few days.

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