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“Huh. I guess I missed that.”
His jaw was clenched as he stared at her for a long beat, and finally he snarled, “Did you?” like he knew what she was up to.
“Yes,” she said with as much innocence as she could muster.
“Really? Because I have cameras in the garage…”
Oh fuck.
Her heart rate skyrocketed to the point it was making a whooshing sound in her ears, but she tried to look unaffected as he continued. “And that’s not at all what it looked like happened. It looked like you deliberately rearranged my tools.”
He took an ominous step toward her.
“And I asked myself, ‘Why would my wife purposefully try to piss me off?’ For the life of me, I couldn’t think of an answer. So rather than make assumptions, I thought I’d do you the courtesy of coming to the source and asking for an explanation.”
He took more slow, methodical steps until he loomed over her. The calm tone in his voice was even more scary than if he’d yelled at her—which was what she’d prepared herself for.
Although, looking at it now, it was dumb of her to think he’d respond that way, since she’d lived with him for almost six weeks and had yet to see him be anything but cool and collected. Even when he was operating on four hours sleep.
“I—I don’t know what you’re talking about. I was simply looking for a screwdriver. I don’t know why you’d think I was doing anything but.”
She’d read somewhere that if you’re going to lie, you gotta commit to it. Plus, she had no idea how else to respond.
He cocked his head. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d think you were looking to get punished.”
Punished!?
“Excuse me? You think you’re going to punish me? Like I’m a child?”
His hand slid around her neck and he forced her to look at him as he crooned, “Yes and no. Yes, I’m going to punish you, but no, it won’t be anything like a child.”
“And you think I’m just going to allow this to happen?”
He squeezed her throat subtly and leaned down to whisper in her ear, “Yes.”
Well,thatwasn’t what she’d expected.
And why had her heartbeat suddenly moved from her ears to her pussy?
“Dream on bud—”
In one quick movement, he threw her over his shoulder and gave her a firm smack on her ass, then marched through the house, up the stairs, and to the owner’s suite.
Unceremoniously dumping her on the bed, he barked, “Strip.”
“You’ve got to be kid—”
He ripped her shirt down the middle without warning.
“Take. Your. Fucking. Clothes. Off. Now.”
She was so turned on. While she’d seen a hint of his dominance the night she’d gotten pregnant, she’d almost forgotten about this side of him. He’d been such a kind and patient man since he brought her home.
Still, she defiantly raised her chin at him.
“Make me.”
The corner of his mouth hitched, and she knew she was in trouble—in the best kind of way.
