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BookAddictedWhore: Hey, you skipped my question! Does Bound at the River Bridge have edgier BDSM in it? What you wrote in Bound at the Bonfire was too light. I want hard core.
His minions chimed in behind him and Veronica finally replied.
Veronica Benedict: You’d like it harder, BookAddictedWhore? Maybe like a cane across your thighs? Tied down and a dildo shoved up your ass? Duct tape across your mouth?
Kemp saw what she typed and let out a snort. To Hank and Travis, he whispered, “Your girl is one of a kind.”
BookAddictedWhore: Fuck yes, you fucking slut, that’s what I’m talking about!
Kemp chuckled, “Consider it done, you nasty bastard.”
Of course, she didn’t plan to write any such thing because it didn’t make sense for her story but she giggled as she got BookAddictedWhore and his minions worked up before going on to answer other questions, hoping that the other readers wouldn’t think she’d lost her mind.
A few minutes later, a reader asked a question about Bound at the River Bridge and Veronica dropped a bomb that she knew would set off BookAddictedWhore, because he had previously demanded that she write a book with a certain character lineup.
Veronica Benedict: Wonderful question! I’m happy to share the answer, now that the next book in the series is done. Gabrielle will be the heroine in the third book in the Bound series, Bound at the Bed & Breakfast, and you’ll have your chance to see how Nate and Gaston find their happily ever after.
BookAddictedWhore: What the fuck! Angelina is Nate and Gaston’s heroine!
Daisygirl233: Um, BookAddictedWhore, I think Veronica can write whoever she wants to write about and it will be great. You are very rude.
FantasyDomme17: I agree, Daisygirl233. BookAddictedWhore, perhaps you want to back the fuck up and apologize?
BookAddictedWhore: Fuck you, bitches. It has to be Angelina with Nate and Gaston. Veronica, you’re a stupid fuck. I should shoot your stupid ass.
She sensed Hank and Travis’s reaction as they moved to watch the chat over her shoulder. They both made deep growly sounds in their chests and a warm hand came to rest on her shoulder. Smiling, she leaned her cheek against it for a second.
Veronica Benedict: So sorry, BookAddictedWhore. You’re entitled to feel however you feel, but I don’t let readers dictate story content to me. But I guarantee you I do let them inspire me.
A string of hysterically laughing emoticons streamed by from Daisygirl233, FantasyDomme17, and several others.
FantasyDomme17: You go, girl. Just for that, I’m buying every damned book you’ve ever written.
BookAddictedWhore flipped his ever-livin’ lid. Because the admin had agreed to not put him on moderation if he got abusive, all the readers in the chat got to enjoy his temper tantrum. He turned the room blue with his cursing fit but Veronica felt completely untouched by it.
She giggled as she replied to the next question and stayed focused even when she heard Kemp say, “Someone just pinged the GPS on her cellphone.” When he caught her looking at him, Kemp said, “Focus, sweetie. I think we’ve got him.” He spoke quietly into the headset to whoever was on the other end of his call.
Duke chuckled as he participated in the chat as the moderator and she glanced at him. He said, “Tall, dark, and scary over there gets all Chatty Cathy when he’s closing in on a bad guy. You’re doing great. By the end of chat I should have his location but keep chatting and see if he’ll hang around after. The group admin just messaged me and said she can announce it if you don’t mind going a bit longer.”
“Awesome. I’ll keep chatting all night, if that’s what it takes.”
By the end of the hour they knew the location of the person pinging her GPS, which they’d turned on for that purpose. Hank and Travis had agreed to it with the one stipulation that if they made her accessible like this, they were also physically going after the perpetrator. Kemp and Duke were betting that the ping on the GPS and the IP address for BookAddictedWhore originated in the same location and they weren’t disappointed when they got the results from their search, and from Kemp’s contact.
Duke yelled at the screen as he got the news. “We’ve got you, motherfucker! It’s the same location as where the bogus invitation to that gathering was posted from. I knew it.”
