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“Nothing.” She shrugs. “Just, mm.”
“Just mm?”
“Yup.”
“Hmm.” I’ve been around women long enough to be able to read the sounds. If they say maybe, that’s a no, but a we’ll see can often be a yes. What the hell is an mm?
“Okay,” I say, fully invested in my new job. “As long as it doesn’t mean, Mm, I’m just going to pretend to listen to you then go off and do whatever I want. ’Cause that would be bad.”
“Bad how?” She sounds bored.
I’m gripping the wheel so hard my palms are sweating. “That would piss me off.”
Her voice goes syrupy sweet. “Would it?”
“Yes.” Why is she pushing me like this?
“Well, then…” She looks right at me, tearing my gaze from the road, and says, “Mm.”
I grip the wheel with both hands to keep myself from tearing this car off the road so I can pull her over my lap and spank her sassy ass. But my hands itch, my lap tingles, needing to feel her weight.
What the heck. I’ve never been one to waste time, may as well get this job going.
I tear the wheel to the right, pulling it up the embankment at the edge of the forest.
She panics, gripping the dash. “What are you doing?”
I grip the bottom rail of the seat, slamming the driver’s seat back as far as it goes. Plenty of room. The low console between the seats leaves a nice, smooth area to tug her over my lap. Which I do. Scooting to the right so I’m almost centered in the front of the car, I grab her waist, dragging her over my lap.
Her hands fly around, gripping at the driver’s side door to catch her balance. “What are you doing?” she repeats, her voice now high with concern.
“What does it look like?” My left arm envelops her. My hand cups perfectly around the side of her waist. I pull her close, pinning her to my lap with my right hand pressing against her lower back.
Her blue eyes are filled with fright as she turns over her shoulder to look up at me. “Seriously? Who do you think you are? I’ve never, ever been spanked. And when my dad hears about this?—”
Watching the look that creeps over her face as I speak is priceless.
“Your dad, princess, is the one who gave me permission.”
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Paisley
Oh. Hell. No.
As if losing the fight tonight wasn’t enough, now I’ve got my new sidekick bodyguard trying to spank my ass. And he’s telling me my dad told him to do it?
So not going to happen.
“Get off me, you maniac!” I claw at him with my left hand, trying to crawl away, to get off his lap while using my right hand to grab for my bag. My phone is in there somewhere. I need to call home.
To clear this up.
He’s grabbing me tighter. Stronger than he already looks. I feel like a bendy straw in his arms and I’m not that small of a girl. I mean—I have been working out. I’ve got a few pounds of muscle on me now.
Still, I can’t gain any purchase and the best I can do is reach for the driver’s side door, clutching at the handle. Not sure how that’s going to help me, but I feel like my mind has gone into some kind of primal survival mode.
My legs flail. I could try kicking him. My inner Beauty rises in me, politeness ingrained in me from my youth, telling me that would be a bit much. Before I can decide, I feel his right leg pull out from under me, wrapping around the backs of my thighs and clamping down around my legs.
