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“But that is soothing, and you are not.”
“Well you don’t have to get surly. Then again, I suppose you’re used to being this way.”
“I rescue you tonight, give you my food and a place to sleep. It seems you could accommodate my need for quiet,” he snarled.
“You know, I don’t have to put up with men like you, and I can certainly tell when I’m not wanted.” Jocelyn marched up the stairs angrily, as Reggie watched her lovely rear end swish back and forth in the skin tight leggings. She mounted the staircase and then disappeared into her room.
Going back to his work, Reggie was hardly aware of her reappearance until he heard the latch on the front door click. Jumping up from his chair, he went to the foyer to see Jocelyn walking out the door bag in hand.
“Where the hell are you going?” he bellowed.
“I told you, I don’t have to stay; I’ll get that car to town if I have to push it, or maybe I’ll just hike,” she said, her green eyes flashing.
“That’s the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard!” Reggie exclaimed.
He had her by the arm, but Jocelyn wrenched away from his grasp and bolted out into the cold snow. He barreled after her until he realized that he only had his slippers on, and he had to return to the Lodge to find his boots. By the time he reached the door again, Jocelyn was in her car, gunning the engine and spinning the tires in the thick snow.
Making his way swiftly toward the vehicle, Reggie tried opening the driver side door. “You little bitch,” he seethed, when he found it locked.
To that comment Jocelyn turned to him and glared with a saucy triumphant expression.
He was appalled by her foolishness. He’d never met anyone quite like her. Standing back, he coolly raised his eyebrows, shook his head and finally turned away, as she watched him through the window. She was going nowhere in this godawful snow and they both knew it. However, twenty feet from the house, he heard the car door open and Miss Killian emerge. Expecting her to follow him, he was surprised to turn and see her making her way through the snow toward the road. He called to her, but she refused to acknowledge him, if she heard him at all. Taking off after her, he caught up with the determined redhead, and grabbed her by the arm.
“Don’t be ridiculous!” he said.
“Get your hands off of me!” she roared.
“Then get back in the Lodge, you won’t make it to the road.”
“No!” she barked.
“I’ll carry you then.”
“I’d like to see that!”
To her shock, Reggie jerked her bag from her arm, picked her up and carried her to the house over his shoulder.
“My stuff!” she protested loudly when they reached the front door.
“Get inside and I’ll go back for it.”
It had been a long time since Jocelyn had allowed a man to order her around like this, but her better judgment won out over anger, and she relented.
Once he was back inside again, Reggie eyed the sassy redhead with an icy hot expression. They were standing in the back of the great room face to face, just a few feet apart.
“I ought to blister your ass for that!” he said, thinking aloud.
“Oh really? Well, why don’t you?” she snapped nastily.
That was enough! He made his decision in an instant. The challenge was out, and taken. “You don’t have to ask twice, bend over,” he said, pointing to one of the leather chairs in the living room. He was already drawing his leather belt from his pants.
“Oooo, just like daddy’s,” she mocked him.
“You want it or not?” he asked.
“If you dare!” Jocelyn was enjoying herself, having no idea what she was getting into; but the night had been so boring up to that point, how could a belt across her bottom be that bad? Might really spice things up. Sashaying her rear end like a two bit whore, she moved to the leather chair. “But, I thought spankings were suppose to be over the lap,” she said, as she looked back at him with a taunting pout.
“You don’t deserve that much,” he snapped.
