Page 101 of Her Daddies' Everything

“Or what? You’re going to spank me?”

Shoot. She shouldn’t have brought up the whole spanking thing.

Idiot.

Anyone would think that you want a spanking . . .

Uh-oh.

Did she? Maybe. She’d always loved reading stories with spanking in them. Well, once they’d gotten away from the cult and she’d been free to choose her own reading material.

That she’d still had to hide from her parents.

“Don’t tempt me, Little girl.”

Darn it, Immy.

You do not like him talking to you like that. You do not.

You are in love with Jenner. Why are you betraying him like this?

Except it was only a betrayal if she was actually involved with Jenner. Which she wasn’t. It was an entirely one-sided relationship.

You know, since Jenner didn’t even know there was a relationship.

You need to move on, Immy.

“You don’t have the right to spank me.”

“Do I look like the sort of man who cares about that?”

“So you’d force me?” And why wasn’t she more scared? In fact, why wasn’t she yelling for help? Abe and Isaiah were somewhere in the house and here she was, letting this man threaten to spank her.

Because you like it.

You freak.

“Wouldn’t ever force you to do anything.”

Oh. So she wasn’t going over his lap.

Well . . . that was good.

Uh-huh. Yep. Good.

Darn it. She couldn’t even fool herself right now.

“But I don’t think I’d have to force you.” He gave her a knowing look.

Oh, heck.

“I think I’m in trouble here.”

“In more ways than one.” He leaned into her face, his lips inches from hers. She could see the flecks of green in his hazel-colored eyes.

They were beautiful.

“You have such pretty eyes.”

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