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self.”
                  “I’m warning you, Reed---”
                  “And I’m warning you!  If I ever catch you doing anything like that again I will turn you over my knee!”
                  Cass laughed, the sound hard and derisive, “You wouldn’t dare!  Reed, the perpetual boy scout!”
                  Reed knew in that moment, that if he let her get away with it, he would lose her forever.  Cass would never be with a man who she thought was a pushover, and he was damned tired of acting like one.  It was time, he decided, to show her who was boss.  He half dragged, half carried her to the small settee that had been part of the waiting room decor for decades and tumbled her across his lap, bottom up.  He didn’t even try to lift her skirt, but as tight as it was, it was no impediment as his palm landed on one perfectly rounded cheek in a stinging blow.
                  “Reed, so help me God, when I get up from here--” she screeched. 
                  “I have had just about enough attitude, Cass!” he said, punctuating the sentence with a stinging slap to her other cheek.  “You walk around in skirts that ought to be illegal!  You drive half the men in this town crazy with lust and then laugh in their faces!  Hell, you had me panting after you for years!”
                  Each blow that landed on her behind had Cass squirming.  She would have died before admitting that it wasn’t pain but something else.  Yes, it stung, but it was having other effects, as well.  The feel of his hand on her bottom, of his hard thighs pressing against her, it was driving her crazy.  In all, the spanking didn’t last long, no more than a minute or two.  When Reed shoved her off his lap, her knees trembled, but his hands gripped her hips tightly and steadied her. 
                  “Take that skirt off, Cass, or I’m ripping it off you.”
                  Cass didn’t question and didn’t hesitate.  Reed’s jaw was clenched and his gaze on her was blazing hot.  With trembling fingers she slid the zipper down and released the clasp.  As she shimmied her hips to take it off, she heard him growl, low and deep.  It was possibly the sexiest thing she’d ever heard.  When the skirt dropped, the cool air from the vent brushed over the heated skin of her bottom and she shivered.   Reaching for the hem of her blouse, she tugged it up and over her head, until she stood before him wearing nothing but an ivory, lace bra and matching thong.  As he moved toward her, even though she wanted him, Cass took an involuntary step back.  There was something in Reed that she’d never seen before, something dark and a little dangerous.  It excited her, but frightened her, as well.  This was not a man she would manage and then walk away from. 
     
                  Reed watched her step back and a satisfied smirk tilted the corner of his lips.  With every step forward, she took one back until she hit the wall and there was nowhere left to go.  He didn’t stop until he was standing only a breath from her.  Her breasts pressed against his chest, the hard peaks of her nipples apparent even through the heavy fabric of his suit jacket.  “I’m not a boy scout, Cass.  You push me and you’ll find out just how little you really know about me.”
                  Cass shivered.  It wasn’t just fear, though there was a healthy dose of it.  Reed was not the man she had thought he would be.  She was overwhelmed with the perverse need to know just how far he would go, to dig into the darkness that she had just glimpsed in him.    Tilting her head back, shoulders squared and chin forward, she said, “I don’t think so.  I think you’re all talk, Reed.”
                  Reed loosened the knot of his tie and slipped it free, tugging it from his collar.  If Cass wanted