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swamp caves before letting the current take him back down.
She admitted that she panicked when she heard Collin stir and had stopped snooping. The images would not leave her mind, so she took the sleeping pills. She then admitted that he had been right and that she was too vulnerable to handle the truth objectively. She knew she had made a huge mistake by defying his requests to not be involved.
Collin sighed, taking in the confession and contemplating the situation. His thoughts were interrupted by a tiny voice that broke the dark stillness in the room.
“Collin? Are you going to spank me for not minding you?”
Unprepared for her question, Collin remained silent until her tears exploded in a torrential outburst.
“Yes,” he said softly, praying he was making the right decision. “Yes, I will spank you for that. Because you chose to disobey, you caused yourself more hurt, and I care too much about you to allow that. Do you understand?”
“Yes,” Brooke sniffed, relaxing in his arms. She yawned. The drugs were helping lull her back to sleep again. “Thank you. I guess you really do care,” she murmured, her head dropping heavily against his shoulder.
Collin stared up at the ceiling, perplexed. The only thing he knew for certain at this point in time was that Brooke Doyle was going to give him a damn good run for his money. And that was one race he would not miss for the world!
Chapter Five
Brooke squinted at the shaft of light that assaulted her through the eastern facing bedroom window. She slowly sat up and rubbed her stiff neck while she watched the sun rise like a giant red phoenix from the misted waters.
Damn , she thought, remembering the old rhyme… Red at night, sailors delight… Red in the morning, sailors take warning … It was going to rain again. Did it ever stop that infernal downpour in this part of the world? Grabbing a quilted throw that she had found in the box labeled ‘linens’, she padded over to the sliding glass door and walked out onto the small balcony. The thick fog covered the ground like gray cotton candy, hiding all but the very tops of the trees as they pushed through the haze. Tendrils of fog poured over the bank and extended over the waterfront with skeleton-shaped fingers reaching out from the shoreline and tickling the edge of the horizon. The sunlight cast a blood red glow to the fog bank, making Brooke shudder.
The image of her mutilated body returned to her mind. She had prayed that the event had merely been an awful dream. A dream that Collin could reassure her had no substance beyond being the product of an overactive imagination. She turned to the sound of footsteps. Collin.
“How are you doing today?” he asked, planting a kiss to her temple before sitting on the chair next to her.
“He knows I am still alive, doesn’t he?”
“We are pretty certain he does. He had to have seen you taken out of the area, and we can’t take the chance that he assumed you didn’t survive.”
“Damn it, Collin. I should have listened to your warnings and not been so nosey. In this particular situation, ignorance is bliss,” Brooke said miserably.
“Sometimes you are told no for your own well-being,” Collin sighed. “Or, in this particular situation, to save your bottom from the punishment it is going to experience later for breaking into my computer and disobeying my instructions.”
“Pardon me? It is my life and—”
“You asked me to spank you. Don’t act like you don’t remember.”
“I was under the influence of those meds I took. Why would I want you to discipline me? I am a grown woman… the whole notion is ridiculous,” Brooke blustered. She shifted uncomfortably in the chair, staring out over the yard. “Besides, it hurts.”
Collin chuckled. “Of course it hurts. It would not serve as a deterrent if it didn’t. But you made that request, and I intend to honor it. We will take care of it this evening after dinner. This way you will
She admitted that she panicked when she heard Collin stir and had stopped snooping. The images would not leave her mind, so she took the sleeping pills. She then admitted that he had been right and that she was too vulnerable to handle the truth objectively. She knew she had made a huge mistake by defying his requests to not be involved.
Collin sighed, taking in the confession and contemplating the situation. His thoughts were interrupted by a tiny voice that broke the dark stillness in the room.
“Collin? Are you going to spank me for not minding you?”
Unprepared for her question, Collin remained silent until her tears exploded in a torrential outburst.
“Yes,” he said softly, praying he was making the right decision. “Yes, I will spank you for that. Because you chose to disobey, you caused yourself more hurt, and I care too much about you to allow that. Do you understand?”
“Yes,” Brooke sniffed, relaxing in his arms. She yawned. The drugs were helping lull her back to sleep again. “Thank you. I guess you really do care,” she murmured, her head dropping heavily against his shoulder.
Collin stared up at the ceiling, perplexed. The only thing he knew for certain at this point in time was that Brooke Doyle was going to give him a damn good run for his money. And that was one race he would not miss for the world!
Chapter Five
Brooke squinted at the shaft of light that assaulted her through the eastern facing bedroom window. She slowly sat up and rubbed her stiff neck while she watched the sun rise like a giant red phoenix from the misted waters.
Damn , she thought, remembering the old rhyme… Red at night, sailors delight… Red in the morning, sailors take warning … It was going to rain again. Did it ever stop that infernal downpour in this part of the world? Grabbing a quilted throw that she had found in the box labeled ‘linens’, she padded over to the sliding glass door and walked out onto the small balcony. The thick fog covered the ground like gray cotton candy, hiding all but the very tops of the trees as they pushed through the haze. Tendrils of fog poured over the bank and extended over the waterfront with skeleton-shaped fingers reaching out from the shoreline and tickling the edge of the horizon. The sunlight cast a blood red glow to the fog bank, making Brooke shudder.
The image of her mutilated body returned to her mind. She had prayed that the event had merely been an awful dream. A dream that Collin could reassure her had no substance beyond being the product of an overactive imagination. She turned to the sound of footsteps. Collin.
“How are you doing today?” he asked, planting a kiss to her temple before sitting on the chair next to her.
“He knows I am still alive, doesn’t he?”
“We are pretty certain he does. He had to have seen you taken out of the area, and we can’t take the chance that he assumed you didn’t survive.”
“Damn it, Collin. I should have listened to your warnings and not been so nosey. In this particular situation, ignorance is bliss,” Brooke said miserably.
“Sometimes you are told no for your own well-being,” Collin sighed. “Or, in this particular situation, to save your bottom from the punishment it is going to experience later for breaking into my computer and disobeying my instructions.”
“Pardon me? It is my life and—”
“You asked me to spank you. Don’t act like you don’t remember.”
“I was under the influence of those meds I took. Why would I want you to discipline me? I am a grown woman… the whole notion is ridiculous,” Brooke blustered. She shifted uncomfortably in the chair, staring out over the yard. “Besides, it hurts.”
Collin chuckled. “Of course it hurts. It would not serve as a deterrent if it didn’t. But you made that request, and I intend to honor it. We will take care of it this evening after dinner. This way you will
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