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Leaning forward, I threw her over my shoulder, and she huffed out a breath, taken by surprise.

“Jax! What are you doing?! Put me down!”

I didn’t think twice about it. If she wasn’t going to willingly tell me, I’d follow through on my warning from minutes ago. Holding her in place by the back of her legs, I spanked her ass.

Hard.

“Jax! Are you out of your—”

“Tell me, or I’ll do it again.”

“I’m not a child, asshole!”

Whack.

“Jax! Stop it!”

“Tell me, and I’ll stop.”

“I’m going to kill y—”

Whack.

I spanked her a little harder that time.

“Okay! Okay! I’ll tell you!”

“I’m waiting.”

“Yes! I’m conflicted because of you! Happy now?”

Slowly, I set her on the table in the corner of the living room and stood in between her legs. The second I did, she smacked my chest.

“I can’t believe you just did that!”

Arching an eyebrow, I placed my hands on the table on either side of her legs.

“Are you pissed that I spanked you or that it made you wet?”

She shoved me, and I barely wavered.

“You arrogant asshole!”

I grinned, slightly rubbing my thumbs on her skin.

“I hate you.”

“Do you need me to make it better? I can rub it for you.”

“How noble of you.”

“Now tell me why you were crying, or I’ll take you over my knee next time.”

She glared at me before reluctantly giving in. “You kept my pictures from our trip to The Gatsby house. I found them in your desk.”

“You were snooping?”

“No! I was looking for a Sharpie to sign some paperbacks. Why do you still have them?”

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