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before, she didn’t know how to act or what to answer. This made the silence that stretched between them very awkward until it finally shattered when he sighed.
    “Okay.” He pitched the paddle and it landed beside the belt on the chair, “I guess we’re going to find out together.” Patting the stool he said, “I want you to sit here.”
    She shrugged. Once again this was not what she’d been expecting, but she wasn’t going to argue about it. “Okay, but I thought you wanted me to bend over it so you could spank me.”
    He crossed his arms over his chest and hiked a brow. “Is that what you thought? I don’t need a stool or a paddle to do that. Besides, it would be too easy.”
    Great. She was looking at hard here. She stepped to the stool and shrugged, ready to get on it when his arm shot out blocking her way.
    “No more. There will be no more shrugging. You may park that noncommittal gesture right beside you’re favorite word: thing . I don’t want to see or hear either one for the next two weeks.”
    Her eyebrows popped up, but she refrained from mouthing the word, wow, as he’d likely call her on mimicking Colin again. Too bad she couldn’t hold her tongue as well. “I suppose next you’re gonna tell me to stand up straight and keep my shoulders back too?”
    He helped her on to the stool and when she was seated and facing him, he tipped up her chin. “Seems I don’t have to since you already know.”
     So not fair. She was going to have to pay attention for real. He was gaining ground here without even trying. Taking a deep breath through her nose and releasing it out her mouth, she waited for the hard to happen. She really hoped it wasn’t humiliation play as she couldn’t remember if she said do or don’t to that. One of her exes had called her a fucking hamster when they were eating corn on the cob in bed one night. She thought he’d been joking, but when she went to laugh he’d pounced on her and began growling out other animal related endearments. “You sexy fox”, “You dirty little piglet”, but when he said “You smelly little skunk”, she couldn’t do it. Jesus, the look on his face when she rolled out of bed—she shook her head—if anyone had smelled like a skunk it was him.
    “Lacy.”
    She jerked and opened her eyes. Oh no. Despite his lack of expression she wanted to melt into the stool. He had to be mad. “Yeah?”
    “What were you smiling about?”
    Had she really thought she could stick to 100% truth no matter what? Really? If that were the case how could she explain this kind of what ? “I, ah…” His stare got more intense. “I, um…” She tried to look away. She really did. Her head moved but her eyes  couldn’t seem to follow suit. “I was…”
    “Don’t you find hedging more work than just answering a simple question?”
    Her eyes widened of their own accord. “I do, but I’m not sure this is the time for a simple answer.”
    “Why?”
    “I’m sitting naked on a stool and you’re acting all weird and I highly doubt this is the time to tell you about one of my exes who had an animal thin —fetish.”
    “I see.” He bent forward and brushed the hair off her shoulder saying, “We need to get you focused.”
    She tried to look him in the eyes but he was staring down at her shoulder. “You’re not mad?”
    “Disappointed,” he murmured offhandedly. “I like this beauty mark. It’s shaped like a heart.”
    His fingertips were warm when he drew them over the spot. So warm she forgot what she was going to say to him.
    “I also like that you’re wearing the collar I sent,” he drew a knuckle over it causing goose bumps to surface on her skin. “But where are the bracelets and anklets that match?”
    “In my bag.”
    “Oh.” He immediately stopped touching her neck and asked, “Do you like stories?”
    “I suppose. What are you doing?”
    “I’m readjusting you.”
    She gathered that as he worked to scoot her so her bottom went to