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Spanking Threats -
Over 18 years old.
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Black
Rose II by Christian Skye
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p.175 - 177
Jack's voice dropped suddenly. He shrugged, and when
next he spoke, his voice was hard. "Now, I want the
truth about this daft escapade of yours."
Tess knew a moment of panic as his stern eyes probed
her face. Had he discovered the true extent of her
involvement? Did he realize that she had been brash
enough to usurp his own role, indeed had just come
from doing so this very night?
Defiantly, she raised her chin, meeting his gaze
directly. "I need the money, Jack. For Fairleigh.
And for …"
"For that harum-scarum brothers of yours. That's
another thing not quite natural. He should be here
taking care of you, instead of the other way around."
"Nonsense, I'm four years older then he, and since our
mother's death I've been…"
I know all about that, lass, but Ashley's a man grown
now. 'This time he stood on his own two feet. And as
for the money, you well know I've enough to spare.
Often enough I've offered to give you, to lend you" -
he hastily corrected himself - "all the guineas you
need to repair this wreck."
I can only say what I've said before: Thank you, but
no. We're in debt to half of England already, thanks
to my father's propensity for gaming. I'll not add
you to the list."
Jack was scowling now, his eyes cold and hard. They
were shrewd eyes, eyes that had seen too many
betrayals, too much of the dark side of the human
heart. Things that Jack was determined Tess would
never have to see.
"And I'll have no more of this wild running with the
gentlemen, do you hear? 'It was only meant to be a
game, don't you see? Something to fill the lonely
hours I spent here with you and that scamp Ashley.
"Tis naught but madness, lass! What if Hawkins had
caught you on the last run? What would have done when
the brute discovered you weren't the man you
appeared!"
"But he didn't discover me," Tess answered crisply.
Her gray-green eyes twinkled with a sudden warmth.
"And I did help you to get away, if you recall."
"After nearly felling me from shock at the sight of
you! Nay, I've not forgotten how you saved me, lass.
But that's the only reason I haven't turned you
over my knee and taken a strap to your tender bottom!
He growled.
Tess heard fear in his voice, and it stiffened to
resolve. "Don't worry, Jack, I've learned my lesson.
"Tis no fine sport to go raking the moon from the
water." That, at least, was true. She still shivered
at how close to death they'd both come on the marsh.
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