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He grinned suddenly. “Luckily, I’m not. Well, not about you telling me no, anyway.”

“You’re mad about something else?” The tears that threatened to fall actually weren’t fake. She felt like she was at the edge of what she could take. The rollercoaster of emotions over the last two days was getting to her.

“What did you say to her?” Ian snapped as he kneeled next to Jack, facing her. “Why does she look like she’s about to cry?”

“She’s upset because I’m upset with her.”

“Well, of course we are.”

She took in a shaky breath.

“Look at how she’s neglected her health,” Ian grumbled. “Unacceptable, Little girl. If it wasn’t equally our fault that you’re in such a state, then you’d be over my knee getting your butt spanked.”

She groaned, closing her eyes. “I can’t believe you just said that.”

“Why? You deserve it.”

Was that really the only reason he thought she might protest? Opening her eyes, she looked up at Jack. He looked like her Jack again. Except for the sternness in his eyes.

“Jack? Can you tell Ian that he’s nuts,” she implored.

“And why would I do that when I agree?” Jack asked.

Holy. Heck.

What was happening right now?

“You guys can’t spank me. We’ve had this conversation, Ian.”

“If you put your safety or health at risk, then you should be punished. It will deter you from doing something similar in the future.”

God.

She should be reacting in anger. Outrage. Right?

She might be a Little, but that didn’t mean she wanted a stern Daddy Dom. She wanted an indulgent one who let her get away with whatever she wanted.

Or at least she thought that was what she wanted.

However, the way she was reacting to their words was telling a different tale. Something was wrong with her.

Perhaps she actually was dehydrated.

“Unless spanking is a hard limit. We can always come up with another punishment,” Jack added.

Hell’s bells.

“Open up,” Ian said, holding up the electrolyte drink.

“I can hold the bottle myself,” she said, reaching for it.

“You can,” Ian replied. “You won’t.”

“You know that I’m not . . . I’m not your sub.” As soon as she said the words, she wished them back.

Why did she have to point that out? It wasn’t like they didn’t know. And she liked having them fuss over her. Even if she could do without the spanking threats.

Now, they were going to back off and she’d be on her own again.

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