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And how much he had to gain in the future.

“Say hello to Sara for us,” Styx said.

I couldn’t help myself, jumping up and racing toward Easton’s desk. When I stuck my face into the middle of the screen, I could tell both men were shocked I’d been listening the whole time. “Hello, boys. I’ll be eager to meet you as well. And don’t worry. I won’t make Easton’s collar too tight.”

“God, she’s perfect,” Creed said.

“Goodbye, brothers of mine.” Without any hesitation, Easton ended the Skype call, immediately turning to face me. When he wagged his finger, all I could do was shrug, giving him a slight puppy dog look.

“What?”

“You are one bad girl. You weren’t supposed to let them know you were listening.”

“I couldn’t help myself. Remove my privileges.” I planted one hand on his chest. I wasn’t making light of his past, or that of his brothers. I knew some terrible things had occurred, but in my mind the three boys had been through hell and back, finally learning to let the horrors go.

Would I wonder about other details? Maybe.

Would I ever be worried Easton would become his father? Never.

I knew better. I wasn’t wearing rose-colored glasses. I was being allowed to see the little boy who’d adored his mother, grieving the loss while blaming himself, building his life after so much pain and torture into being a pillar of society. Now I was able to watch him experience so many things in joy for the first time.

Movies.

Ice cream.

Pizza.

Grilling.

Simple things that so many of us took for granted. For us, it was perfect. And I did so love him for allowing the light to erode the darkness.

“I think I’m going to do better than that,” he mused.

“Oh, you are, huh?” I ran my finger down from his neck to his chest, enjoying the way he growled.

“Yes, and I know exactly what to do to try and keep you in line.” He wasn’t hesitant about reminding me he was still in charge, tossing me over the edge of the desk, immediately yanking my dress to my waist, my thong to my knees.

All before I had a chance to react.

“What are you doing?” I huffed, struggling to push myself up from his desk. I threw a look over my shoulder, trying to keep from being horrified even though I was already excited, far too wet.

“What do you think? Giving you a hard spanking.”

He had one hand pressed on the small of my back, the other ripping at his belt. “Why?”

“Because you deserve it. That’s why. You left the house without my permission, which almost got you killed. You allowed Marcus to enter the house and didn’t bother telling me. If I’d known he’d stopped by, I might have put the pieces together.”

“How could you have?”

“I don’t know but it was possible. I’m a genius. Remember?” He was half laughing, obviously enjoying himself tremendously.

I wiggled and moaned, even wincing when he managed to free the thick strap. He purposely cracked it onto the hardwood floor, before leaning over and nuzzling into my ear.

“You’re a beautiful vixen who needs to be tamed.”

“Let me guess. You’re just the man to make that happen.”

“You bet, little fawn.”

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