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I glared at Connor like he was a bug I wanted to squish, like the biggest, grossest cockroach I’d ever seen. He looked back at me expectantly, like he was waiting for me to defy him and tell him off, and that pissed me off at the same time that it aroused me.
I hated that my body was reacting this way.
My face flushed a deep crimson as I opened my mouth again, ready to deliver a sharp retort. However, as I caught the daring look in Caden’s eyes, a challenge that seemed to beckon me to be even more defiant, I hesitated. Part of me knew I should hold my tongue, but my pride got the better of me.
My pride had always been my downfall.
A wise girl would have sat back and looked at the whole thing, would have seen the serious glint in both of their eyes, and would have been a good girl and shut the fuck up, but Iwasn’ta good girl.
I wasn’t even close.
Okay, I was good some of the time when things went my way, like last night, but right now I was facing a bare bottom spanking, and I wasn’t going to let that happen without a fight.
A little part of me screamed out in warning, but I ignored it, choosing to level Connor with a cutting glare all of my own before I opened my lips and said the words that sealed my fate.
“I’d rather you fuck right off,” I snapped, the defiant spark in my tone unmistakable.
I hadn’t had to say those words, but they’d fallen off my lips, and it was already too late to take them back, not that I would have. As soon as I uttered my defiant challenge, my body thrummed with heat.
A deep ache settled in the pit of my belly, swirling and squeezing tight as the sound of a clock ticking in the background met my ears. Each tick seemed to come slower and slower as Connor leveled me with a look that made my stomach leap into my throat.
His face transformed into a stern mask, his features hardening as he fixed his gaze on me. The playful mischief that had danced in his eyes just moments ago had vanished, replaced by an intense and serious expression that seemed to make my heart pound in my chest. Connor’s lips curled into a dangerous smile, but it was a dark and highly suggestive one that sent shivers down my spine.
Maybe I shouldn’t have said that.
“I was hoping I’d get to spank you in front of my brother,” Connor said, and I swallowed so hard that they could probably hear it.
Connor’s audacity was grating on my nerves, pushing the boundaries in a way that both annoyed and thrilled me. His brazen challenge, that devilish glint in his eyes—it was all too much. It irritated me, yet it was like a siren’s call, drawing me deeper into uncharted waters. My pride railed against his arrogant cockiness, but a burning desire simmered beneath the surface that refused to be extinguished no matter how hard I tried to push it aside.
The way he toyed with me, danced on the edge of decency, it was maddening. I couldn’t deny the tantalizing spark his words ignited within me. He knew just how to push my buttons, and it frustrated me to no end. Yet, a part of me craved his bold advances, even as it clashed with my better judgment.
In that charged moment, I found myself teetering on the precipice of something unknown, my world shifting beneath my feet, and there was no turning back.
“And I was hoping to see it,” Caden replied darkly, and that bad feeling went from bad to worse in a matter of a few seconds.
“Don’t get your hopes up because it isn’t going to happen,” I said, but there was a hint of arousal in my tone, and I hoped that neither of them noticed it.
“Anastasia, you will fetch the spatula from the sink, rinse it off, and bring it to me,” Connor dictated, his firm expression never wavering.
Where was the easygoing Connor I’d thought he was? Where had this stern darkness come from? This was a new side of him, and as much as I wanted to fight it, there was a part of me that was drawn to him like a moth to flame as much as I wanted to deny it.
Curiosity killed the cat, they always say.
“Not a chance in hell,” I countered, and his smile only grew wider and exceedingly more treacherous. The sudden urge to flee came over me, and I stood up, fully intent on abandoning my breakfast and escaping back to my bedroom where there was a lock on the door.
In a flash, Connor pitched forward, grabbing my wrist, and pulling me towards him like I weighed nothing at all. I shrieked, but he gently yanked me to the side, and I lost my balance, only to land facedown over his knee.
Oh shit. This wasn’t good.
I started to fight tooth and nail, but he tipped me forward, and the floor rushed at my face. With a cry, my hands lurched towards the ground, catching me as he slipped his leg over the backs of mine.
Just like his brother…
Maybe they were more alike than I had originally thought. Maybe both of them had a dark side, and I was about to learn about it firsthand.
“Let me go!” I blurted out.
“I don’t think so, little girl. I expect you to take me seriously, and we’re going to discuss that before I give you a second chance to fetch the spatula like a good girl,” he murmured, his voiceechoing in the kitchen loud enough for his brother to hear, and for my cheeks to flame red hot.
