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“I see the way he looks at you.”

I roll my eyes. “I’m a model, Callum. Half the guys I run into look at me like that, including the guys in your band.”

“Mick is different. He looks at you like a guy who’s fucked you—the same way I look at you.”

I highly doubt that.

Callum looks at me like his property.

Mick actually cares about me.

It’s probably not prudent to point that out.

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you he was at the shoot, but I didn’t know until I got there. And then you sent me those pictures, which hurt my feelings.”

“I told you what would happen if you keep leaving me. I have needs and if my woman can’t satisfy them, I’ll get it where I can. I kept my end of the bargain by not fucking her since I don’t want any unexpected babies and you don’t want diseases.”

“Can we just go to sleep?” I ask quietly. “It’s four in the morning, and I’m exhausted.”

“I think it would be better for you to get your punishment over with tonight. Then I’ll let you sleep in the morning.”

My chest tightens with worry.

I have a feeling I know what’s coming.

“Callum, please…” I hate myself for begging.

“Come on, baby doll… you know deep down you like it.”

“I like when it’s sexy, not when you’re punishing me like some sort of errant child!” Tears sting my eyelids, but I blink them away. I refuse to let him see me cry because he gets off on it.

He slowly moves across the room and kicks off his boots. Then he sits on the edge of the bed and pats his lap.

“Dammit, Callum.”

He meets my gaze. “You have the option to say no. You can leave right now and go home to California. But come the fifteenth, you’re going to need to figure out how to make that payment.”

Asshole.

I hate him so much.

“You swore you wouldn’t throw that in my face,” I growl.

“Okay, then look at it this way: You’re my woman and I expect you to take care of me the way I take care of you and your kid.” His voice is low and controlled, like he’s talking to his agent or a friend. “Right now, what I need is to give you a spanking. And then I’m going to fuck you long and hard, and you’ll forget all about how much your ass hurts. Don’t make me ask again, Taryn.” He pauses. “Now take off your clothes and come lay over my lap.”

Chapter15

Mick

I don’t seeTaryn at all the next two days, and part of me is itching to reach out. She warned me not to text her—Callum is always looking at her phone—and I don’t want to get her into trouble. But not seeing her is driving me nuts.

I’m also worried.

She and Callum are usually all over the place, going to clubs or out to dinner and whatnot. Since we got back, she hasn’t been around at all. Not even at the show last night. And I don’t know what that’s about.

Maybe she doesn’t feel good.

Since I can’t text her, I approach Ryleigh on the bus as we travel to Denver.

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