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“I think you just did.”
“Nope, I’m just getting your attention,” he continued, tightening his hands around her wrists, “and if you have knots and ropes on your mind, I’ll be happy to oblige. If we didn’t need to get to the house I’d tie you up right here, right now. But you can count on it happening very soon. You will learn, Elizabeth. One way or another, you will learn.”
“Learn what exactly,” she whispered, daring to push the envelope.
“When to speak, what to say, and how to say it. In other words, when it’s not wise to be a smart ass.”
Abruptly straightening up, he climbed off the bed and walked away.
Though a hot flush burned across her face, excitement surged through her body. The thought of being bound and at his mercy while he teased and tormented her sent a flood of moisture between her legs and goosebumps popping on her skin. She’d planned to take a quick shower, but as she slid off the bed and moved into the bathroom, a naughty grin curled her lips.
Don’t take forever. I know how you females can be.
He’d thrown down the gauntlet.
She was happy to pick it up.
Finding guest-sized bottles of shampoo and conditioner in the medicine cabinet, she took her time washing her hair, then leisurely rubbed it with a towel and combed it out. Ambling back to the cabin, she opened her bag, pulled out a clean tank top and shorts, then padded barefoot up to the salon. Standing at the compact stove, Scott turned, then eyed her up and down.
“This looks good,” she remarked innocently, noticing a thermos of coffee and several pieces of buttered toast plated on the table, “and it seems we have another sunny day to enjoy,” she continued, sitting down and leisurely picking up a piece of toast.
“Actually, we’re in for some wind and rain later,” he said, pouring beaten eggs into a pan.
“You’d never know it.”
“Storms come and go, especially this time of year. Nothing to worry about.”
Quietly watching him sprinkle grated cheese and chopped tomatoes into the scrambling eggs, she ran her eyes up and down his body. He could have been a professional athlete.
“Have you ever heard the expression about the apple and the doctor?” he asked, breaking into her thoughts.
“Of course. An apple a day keeps the doctor away.”
“I have a similar saying,” he declared, plating the eggs and carrying the dishes to the table. “A spanking a day keeps the brat at bay.”
The comment caught her by surprise.
Butterflies bursting in her stomach, and a hot blush crawling across her cheeks, she began running her fingers through her wet hair.
“I need to give my hair another rub with the towel,” she exclaimed, rising to her feet.
“Stay where you are!”
He hadn’t barked, or shouted, or even raised his voice, but his authority wrapped around her as if she was in his arms and they were tightening their hold. Wordlessly, she sat back down.
“At some point, every day, you’ll be over my knee.”
“You can’t mean that,” she protested, her eyes wide as she stared at him.
“I do, and how hard my hand lands on your ass will be up to you.”
“Why would you say something like that?”
“Don’t play the innocent with me,” he warned, leaning across the table and lowering his voice. “It doesn’t suit you and it insults my intelligence. Finish your breakfast. I want to get to the house before the weather rolls in.”
A tremble rippling through her, she picked up her fork and took a mouthful, but an awkward silence fell between them.
“These eggs are delicious,” she finally remarked, desperate to break it. “Probably the best I’ve ever had.”
