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I looked away, uncertain what to say to her. “You’re going to take your punishment, or I’ll make certain you stay right here in this small town, earning back the money you stole from me. Knowing you, it shouldn’t take you too long.” I had no intentions of forcing her to stay, but I was curious what her answer would be.
Her mouth twisted and she muttered under her breath.
“What’s it going to be?”
“Fine. Spank me. I don’t care. Just get it over with.”
“Be careful with the attitude or I’ll do it in front of the mechanics.”
As her eyes opened wide, I sensed another attempt at a slap coming. “You wouldn’t dare.”
I couldn’t help but grin as I snapped my hand around her wrist. I did adore the combination of embarrassment and rebellion on her lovely face. She was all spice with a mixture of marshmallow, an endearing if not infuriating combination. “You obviously don’t know me very well, sweetheart.”
“Now, I’m your sweetheart?” Her haughtiness continued as she did everything in her power to jerk out of my hold. When I let her loose, she toppled onto the pavement, her miniskirt riding up her long legs. “Then you’re an asshole,” she managed, glaring at me with venom in her eyes.
“That’s what most people say. Let me help you up.” I stretched out my arm, cocking my head as she pursed her lips. At least she grabbed my fingers, her eyelids flickering from the same jolt of electricity we’d experienced the night before. As soon as I helped her to her feet, she took a hard swing, punching me square in the jaw.
There hadn’t been a single man who’d issued a punch and didn’t get a beat down afterwards. “Fuck.” I closed my eyes briefly, rubbing my jaw as I reminded myself that she was a lady. Or at least she was supposed to be. Time was ticking and while I enjoyed our constant bickering more than I should, I had responsibilities that couldn’t wait much longer. I tossed her over my shoulder, taking long strides toward the bathroom.
“Put me down, you big lug.” She pummeled her fists against my back then realized her way-too-short skirt was showing off her nicely rounded bottom. She cursed up a blue streak as she tried to yank on the material, kicking her legs in fury.
I slammed my hand on the cracked bathroom door, heading inside. As soon as I put her down, she held up both arms, her fists clenched, and she shifted from foot to foot. Exhaling, I locked the door, taking my time to unfasten my belt, never taking my eyes off her for a second.
“What are you doing?” Sassy demanded.
“Exactly what I told you. I’m going to tan your ass.”
“I didn’t agree. Not really.”
“Actually, you did. Should I take you back to the restaurant so you can beg for a temporary job?”
Her eyes finally lit up, knowing I was serious. “Fine. Fuck you, but fine.”
“We already did the fucking, sunshine. Now, it’s time you learned a hard lesson. Don’t fuck with people’s money.” As I started to yank the strap from the belt loops, she backed against the concrete wall, wrinkling her nose. “Remove your skirt and panties.”
“Here?”
“No place better. Besides, spankings are best given on the bare.”
She stared at me as if I had horns, but after a few additional curse words, she turned around, complying with my command. When she’d removed the items, I pointed to the single bowl sink.
“Grip the edge with both hands and spread your legs wide.”
I received another harsh glare and I think she called me dirty names in another language. I was angry with her, mostly for not asking me for help, but it was becoming difficult not to keep a grin on my face. However, I was more certain than ever than she needed a man with a strong hand in her life to keep her from going off the deep end. Well, that man wasn’t going to be me. I didn’t need any other freaking complications in my life. The next few weeks and months were set to be painful enough.
Sassy did as I asked, although begrudgingly.
“Now, I want you to look in that mirror the entire time and I mean take a really good look. You’re a spitfire of a woman, gorgeous, sexy, and damn intelligent. But you’re a pain in the ass. That’s gonna keep you in a heap load of trouble the rest of your life if you don’t change your ways.”
“Now, you’re a psychiatrist?”
“You’d be surprised what I can do, sugar britches.” I knew the names were driving her crazy. Maybe the evil side of me couldn’t resist the temptation. I purposely cracked the belt against the cold concrete floor, her yelp at least confirming she’d fully comprehended just how serious I was. “Keep those eyes open and those legs apart.”
She continued to grumble until I snapped my wrist, the first strike landing across her backside. I hated to admit it, but I loved the way the skin on her bottom jiggled from the hard strike.
“Ouch! Jesus. F. Christ.”
“No cursing. You need your mouth washed out with soap the way you curse like a sailor.”
