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Bull sipped his beer. “You are absolutely correct. There just doesn’t seem to be enough hours in the day.”

“I’ll be glad to tend your garden while I’m here, Mr. Redford. Maybe you could do something for me?”

At that very moment, Bull felt something slide down his leg under the table. Since they were the only two present, it could only be Isabella’s foot. He took another sip of beer. “What do you think you’re doing?”

Isabella looked at him with a mischievous grin. “What?”

“You know what I’m talking about.”

“Oh, Benedict, don’t be such a stick in the mud. No one is around.”

“How did you know my name?” Hearing her say it, reminded him of Carmen.

Isabella’s eyes widened and she had to think fast. She wasn’t ready to reveal her secret. “It’s on your check.”

“This is not why you came here, Isabella.” He pushed back from the table and crossed his arms.

“You are right.” Isabella placed her utensils on her plate. “I have misbehaved. You better spank me, Mr. Redford.”

Bull didn’t know how to respond. She was right, she did need a spanking, right on that tight, heart-shaped ass of hers.

Suddenly, the phone rang in his study upstairs. If not for the stone-cold silence between them after her outrageous comment, he never would’ve heard it. Bull used the convenient call as an escape. “I have to get that.” He hurried from the table and up the steps, leaving Isabella at the table to pout.

She finished her meal and took his plate up the steps so it wouldn’t get cold. Knocking on his door, Isabella was uncertain how he’d respond.

“Come in,” Bull called.

When she opened it, he was on the phone at his desk. “I brought this for you to finish.”

Bull put his hand over the receiver. “Thank you. I’ll finish it when I get a chance. Set it down on the coffee table.” He’d been so close to taking her up on her playful suggestion to spank her that Bull was grateful Rodrigo Esteban had called him. “Miss Cortez?”

Isabella turned, hoping he was going to ask her to have a seat and wait for him. “Yes?”

“Thank you for dinner. It was delicious. I need to tend to things here. Please feel free to watch television or find something to do. You may retire when you’re ready.”

Isabella slammed the door on her way out.

Bull breathed a sigh of relief. “That was close.”

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