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I get a scoff and a roll of the eyes from my passenger princess. “Good,” she says, “because I hate everything you stand for.”
“And yet, you want my help. You’re going to have to be a bit more convincing if you really want me to believe that you hate me. I just think you’re covering from the fact that you can’t keep your eyes off me. It’s embarrassing for you, babe.”
She tries to look annoyed but fails as the corner of her mouth twitches. “Don’t call me babe. I’m not your babe.”
“Yet,” I mutter.
“What did you say?” she asks, her voice rising almost a full octave.
“I said, you’re not my babeyet.”
“You have got to be the most conceited man I’ve ever met,” she says, her brown curls dancing on her head like angry snakes. “Do you know that?”
I chuckle, enjoying getting her worked up more than I should. “It’s part of my charm. If you think this is bad, wait until we’re stuck together at the hotel with nothing to do but argue all night. You might just fall in love with me.”
She snorts. “Fall in love with you? Please. I’m immune to your so called ‘charm.’”
“Or angry sex. I hear uptight women like you really enjoy that.”
“Would you please just shut up and drive the car? Do you even know where we are?”
“I know exactly where we are,” I reply, but I have to look down the road to figure out if we’ve passed the final ten-mile marker to the intersection yet.
“I’m starting to regret this,” she says, sliding down in her seat.
“We can turn around,” I suggest, veering slightly out of my lane to show my intention of turning around.
“Turn it around then, idiot. I know you won’t. You want Eddy just as much as I do,” she replies flatly.
I raise one hand from the steering wheel. “You keep talking like that to me and you’re going to get a spanking.”
“You wouldn’t dare.”
“No?”
“No.”
I slam my foot into the brake so hard that our seatbelts lock out and we screech to a stop diagonally in the road. It doesn’t bother me because there’s nobody else out here. It’s just me and this rude little woman who’s about to be taught a very important lesson.
Joking around is one thing, but insulting me to my face and then challenging my authority is another thing entirely.
Dream looks instantly regretful once she realizes I’m not kidding around this time, but it’s too late for her to walk back her statements. Besides, I think she’s secretly enjoying this. She wants to see how far she can push me before I snap.
Not very far, apparently. I have a short temper.
“Get out of the car,” I growl.
“You’re serious?” she says, curling up in her seat. “I don’t want to be left out here in the desert.”
“I’m not going to leave you behind. I’m going to spank you.”
“Seriously?” she asks, as though my statement were just another joke.
I unbuckle my seatbelt and open my door. “I’m very serious. Pull your pants down and let me see your ass. Do it now.”
She climbs out of the car after me, her voice thin and whiney. “But someone could see!”
It’s funny that her problem isn’t with being spanked, it’s with someone seeing it happen. More confirmation that she’s silently begging me to do it to her, egging me on until I lose control.
