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"These are going in the trash," he declared, disappearing into the bathroom.
Shivering with the cold and beginning to feel nauseous, she was about to slide under the bedcovers when he reappeared and pulled her to her feet.
"Oh, no, you're not going to bed."
"But—"
Grabbing her wrist, he pulled her to her feet, bustling her into the bathroom and under the shower.
"Get that makeup off your face, and wash away the stink of cigarettes. There'll be a toothbrush waiting when you come out."
As he closed the stall door, and as the hot water splashed over her, she didn't know if her sudden tears were of shame, or joy that he'd come to her rescue.
"Please forgive me, Duncan, but why would you? I've been a complete idiot. You probably never want to see me again."
But he'd left.
Pacing in the bedroom, he was filled with conflict. She was the perfect blend of beauty, brains and miscreant, and her response to his discipline and dark kink had been breathtaking.
The shower stopped.
He glanced at the door.
"May I use your hairdryer?" she asked quietly, appearing in his robe with a towel around her head.
"Top right hand drawer!" Then softening his voice, he asked, "How do you feel?"
"Kind of sick, and very embarrassed. Duncan, am I staying here, or am I going back to my cabin?"
"What do you want to do?"
"Stay, if you'll have me."
"I'll think about it. You need to take some aspirin. You'll find some in the right-hand drawer"
"Okay, and, uh, thank you—thank you for everything."
As she closed the door, he undressed and climbed into bed. He didn't want her going anywhere.
"Brittany, Brittany. You were worth every minute of tonight. I just have to figure where we go from here."
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
The delicious aroma of fresh brewed coffee tickled Brittany's nose, and though her head thumped the pain wasn't terrible. Opening her eyes she found herself alone in the bed, then discovered a small tray with a mug of coffee on the nightstand. Sitting up, she poured in cream, stirred in two teaspoons of sugar, then took a sip.
"Man this is good," she muttered, taking another. "This is so good."
"I'm glad you're awake," Duncan said, ambling in. "How are you feeling?"
"Duncan, hi," she said sheepishly. "Not as bad as I thought I would. I'm loving this coffee."
"I have a new name for you," he declared, sitting on the edge of the bed. "Bratty Brittany, and when Bratty Brittany comes out to play, it's her bottom that's going to pay. You might well remember that."
"Not easy to forget."
"I wasn't sure if you'd have an appetite, but breakfast is waiting."
"I'd love something to eat. I didn't have any dinner last night."
