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"Nah," Teagan answered. "Evie doesn't like pickles."
"What? Who doesn't like pickles?" Luca asked in fake outrage.
"Right? That is exactly what I asked her." They both laughed. The dinging of Teagan's phone caught their attention, and looking at the screen, she raised an eyebrow and said, "Speaking of Ro—"
"Oh? What does the brat have to say for herself?" Luca asked.
Teagan shrugged, a blush spreading across her cheeks. "Nothing of worth," she said as she shoved her phone back into her pocket.
"You aren't lying to me, are you, darlin'?"
"No, not at all. It wasn't anything worth repeating." The blush was deepening.
Luca knew she was hiding something. "That blush crawling across your face says otherwise." He took a long pull of his beer.
"So, how much trouble do you think Ro is going to be in?" Teagan changed the subject.
"I will allow you to dodge my question this one time, but I did notice. I imagine she will find herself across Octavius' lap this afternoon. He has told her on more than one occasion to stop matchmaking."
"What do you think about their, umm…" Teagan paused, tugging at a strand of her hair, "… unique dynamic?"
"Do you mean, what do I think about the fact that Octavius spanks Ro when she's naughty?" Luca picked his words carefully, utilizing their shock value to read Teagan's reactions. She did not disappoint. Her eyes grew wide and she choked on the water she was sipping.
"Really, Luca?" She coughed a few more times, her eyes watering.
"That is what you were asking, right?" Luca teased. "I introduced Oct to the lifestyle, actually. When we were stationed in Virginia, I took him, Jason and another member of our team out to my favorite BDSM club. They had a lot of questions, but I think they've all been answered over the past decade. We all believe in having a head in the relationship; the degree of that varies from man to man."
"Wait, what? Even Jason? I thought Ro was bullshitting us about him. He just doesn't seem like the type."
"That language, darlin', needs cleaned up." Luca scowled. "Yes, even Jason. Jason is probably the easiest going of all of us, but he is of the same mindset and has his lines that once crossed will result in punishment."
"I couldn't see Jason being a spanking type. I guess I shouldn't be too surprised to add him to the list of spank happy friends."
"List?" Luca parroted.
"Yep. The spank happy type list. You are on the very top of it."
"A spank happy type?" The offensive words rolled off of Luca's tongue. "Darlin', if you mean, a dominant man who will set standards and rules for his woman to follow to encourage open communication, safety, growth in both her personal life, their relationship, as well as a healthy sex life, then, yes, I guess you could say that I am a spank happy type. You know what else, Teagan?"
"What's that?"
"You are the spank happy type, too."
"I am not!" The offense was clear in her tone.
"Oh?" He leaned across the table. "I notice your blush every time spanking is mentioned. I heard you casually ask Ro questions about it, and do you remember the hot tub?" Luca pierced Teagan with an intent gaze, daring her to look away. She stared back.
"Some of it. I know I drank entirely too much and might have removed my top," she said.
"Yes, darlin', you removed your top. Do you remember what you said to me when I was helping you into the bathroom to get dressed?"
"I said something to you?" Teagan squeaked.
"Yes, you sure did. You said, 'are you going to boop me now, Daddy?' and it took everything in me not to flip you over my knee and swat your behind, but you aren't mine, and I don't spank women who aren't mine."
"I did not!"
"Yes, you did. Don't think for one second, I haven't noticed all the signs, Teagan. You are very much a submissive underneath that tough woman act you have to put on every day. You're just waiting for the one man to come along and be that person for you."
"And you think you are that man?"
"No, Teagan."
"Good; me, neither," Teagan quickly responded.
"No, Teagan. I don't think I am that man. I know that I am."
