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remainder in her glass and yanked the cork out of the opened bottle. She poured herself a generous amount and turned it up to gulp it down, thinking maybe a little alcohol would dull the moment and she could slip back upstairs without answering any more questions. Before she could take two sips, Jake's hand was on her wrist.
    "That's enough," he said firmly.
    Lilly paused and looked into his determined stare. His anger emanated off of his body and she felt like running, but his grip on her wrist was tightening. Reluctantly she set the glass on the counter.
    "I want to know what's going on and I want to know now," he demanded.
    "It's none of your business!" Lilly screeched, realizing how much she sounded like a dramatic teenager afterwards. She yanked her arm out of his grip and turned for the stairs, practically running once she reached them.
    "Jake!" Sylvia scolded as she heard Lilly's door slam, "Why don't you stop pressuring the poor girl and then maybe she will talk to you."
    "It doesn't matter if I'm pressuring her or not, I'm not going to sit back and let her act like a bratty child. I'm going up there," he stated, turning on his heel to head to Lilly's room.
    Sylvia almost interrupted but knew she couldn't persuade Jake to change his mind once he set it. She started cleaning up the dishes, waiting for the yelling to start.
     
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    Lilly slammed the bedroom door behind her and began throwing her clothes into her suitcase. She refused to stay a minute longer and have that man force her to talk to him. It wasn't any of his business. Sure he saved her from dying on the highway and he gave her a place to stay, but that didn't mean he had to know every detail of her life. Just as she was zipping up the bag, Jake flung the door open.
    "Don't you know how to knock!" Lilly screamed.
    "I shouldn't have to knock in my own house," he said in an eerily calm voice that made her even more nervous about his presence. "Sit down, Lilly."
    Lilly obediently sat down, unsure of his calm demeanor. She fidgeted with the bedspread as he took two steps closer to her. His arms were crossed and his hair was disheveled, as if he had been running his hand through it in frustration. The muscle in his jaw continued to tighten and loosen as if he was holding back a rant. Lilly watched him as he paced two steps one way and then two steps back horizontally in front of her.
    "If you are going to say something, will you just go ahead and say it," she spat at him, frustrated that he was getting to her just by his actions.
    He immediately stopped his pacing, took the last two steps toward her until he was inches from her face. He put his hands on either side of her hips on the bed, leaning over her. "You are going to stop this attitude right now. I have every mind to put you over my knee for how you acted downstairs. You were disrespectful to Sylvia and to me when we were only trying to get to know you a little better."
    Lilly felt like a scolded child. She hadn't been treated like this since she was kid and didn't know how to react. Jake's intense closeness prevented her from running away and the guilt she felt for treating Sylvia badly was building up like thick cement pouring into her stomach. She felt rooted to the bed.
    "Lilly, start talking or I'll follow through with that spanking," Jake promised.
    "I don't think you have the right to know anything," she responded defiantly. She wasn't sure if he would actually follow through but she was not about to tell this stranger her entire past, no matter what he threatened to do.
    "Alright," he said grimly, grabbing her upper arm, he put his arm around her waist and lifted her up off the bed. "Have it your way."
    Before she could stop him, Jake had lifted her and set her face-down over his lap so her stomach was resting between his legs and her bottom was facing up directly over his right knee. She attempted to wrestle free of his grip, but his left arm still had a strong hold around her