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“It’s not what you think.”

“It never is with you, is it?”

“You’re overreacting like always.”

“And you’re a pain in my ass like always.”

“I just want the record to show that I don’t feel well, and it’s the only reason I’m letting you carry me to my room.”

“Who said I’m taking you to your room?”

“Caleb…”

“The way I see it you have two options, sweetheart. One, you can sleep in my bed. Or two, you can sleep on the couch in my room. Either way, you’re drunk, and I’m keeping an eye on you.”

“I’m not drunk.”

“Tell that to your feet when you stand.”

“Wh—”

To prove my point, I abruptly set her down, and she instantly stumbled over her feet, which only pissed me off further. Instead of continuing this bullshit conversation about what happened tonight, I threw her over my shoulder.

“Hey!” she huffed out. “I liked it better the other way you were carrying me!”

Once I stepped into my bedroom, I didn’t think twice about it. I spanked her ass.

Hard.

“Caleb, what the fu—”

“Actions have consequences, Evie.”

“Caleb, if you don’t—”

I laid her down roughly on my bed and hovered above her small frame.

“If I don’t what, darlin’?”

She gasped.

The smell of merlot assaulted my senses, reminding me why I was pissed off to begin with.

“You can’t do this.”

Narrowing my eyes at her, I challenged, “Then try to stop me, Evie.”

“I can’t believe you’re manhandling me again. You know how much I hate it when you act like this.”

“I know how much you love pretending that you hate it.”

She rolled her eyes. “You don’t know anything. Especially when it comes to me.”

“I know if I reached into your panties you’d be wet. Especially when it comes to me.”

“Thanks for reminding me that all I ever was to you was a meaningless fuck.”

“Your pussy was the last thing I wanted, but it was always the first thing you threw at me.”

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