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“I want to go home,” Willa said stubbornly.
“Not on your list of choices.”
“What is?”
He pulled over, got out, and came around to her side to let her out.
“Choice one, settle down and behave yourself, and we’ll head for the safe house. Choice two, continue to misbehave and I’ll drag your ass to the safe house, put you over my knee, and paddle your backside until you decide to behave.”
Willa was unsure how to respond—partly because she didn’t think US Marshals talked to their material witnesses that way, but mostly because she didn’t like the way what he said made her feel. She wanted to be annoyed and outraged instead of feeling safe and aroused. She’d never actually admitted it to him, but each and every time he’d disciplined her, she’d found it incredibly erotic and intoxicating. Nothing had ever been able to compare to the fucking they’d done afterward.
Mac smiled as he helped her out to get into the front of the vehicle.
“I know which one I’d prefer, but I’ll let you have a bit of time to think about it,” he said lustfully.
Willa allowed herself to be helped into the passenger seat, and Mac once again buckled her in.
“Isn’t this kidnapping?” Willa asked politely.
Mac chuckled. “No, you are officially a material witness in a federal case and therefore, under my authority.”
Willa snorted. “I’m not under anyone’s anything, and I acknowledge no authority but my own.”
“You’ve made that abundantly clear, but you’re not in charge, Cowgirl, I am. So, until we capture him?—”
“If,” Willa said.
“Until,” Mac said with emphasis, “we capture, try, and convict the son of a bitch, you will remain in federal custody and particularly within the scope of my protection.”
“Your case for holding me against my wishes will never stand up in court, and you’d be better off expending your time trying to catch Eastwick.”
He took a deep breath.
“If you’re not careful, you’re going to find sitting to be a decidedly uncomfortable thing, or have you forgotten what it feels like when I blister your ass?”
No, she hadn’t forgotten, and therein lies the problem.
“Knock it off, Willa. As I said, you can call a lawyer on a secure line tomorrow, but if it goes to court, you’ll lose. Jesus, I’m trying to keep you safe. What is your problem?”
“I don’t like you ordering me around.”
Mac searched her face before leaning close to her.
“Don’t you? I think what’s annoying you is, you are happier to see me than you’d like to be and almost as turned on by me as I am by you,” he said in a seductive whisper.
Willa snorted. “Don’t flatter yourself. I no longer find you the least bit attractive.”
“Don’t you?” he said seductively, placing his hand on her thigh.
Instead of reaching farther up to touch her the juncture of her legs, he gave her thigh a friendly pat before removing it and leaving her wanting. God, she’d missed him.
“You hungry? If you are, we’ll swing through a drive-through. If you’d rather wait, I can make something when we get to the house.”
Mac started the SUV and pulled out onto the road. It didn’t take long for Willa to realize they were headed in the wrong direction.
“I don’t know how to tell you this, genius, but Phoenix is north and west of Mesa, and you’re heading due south.”
“You’d be right if we were heading to a safe house in Phoenix.”
