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Excerpt (c) 2014 by Becky McGraw


Horrified was the only description he could find for the look on her face.

“No, you wouldn’t,” Carrie whimpered.  Her lower lip wobbled just like
her daughter’s did before she cried.  “Please, don’t.”  She shook her head,
and he thought for sure she’d burst out in tears any minute.  Her beautiful
brown eyes were filled with fear and big as saucers.  “My kids…please.”

Dylan had no intention of sharing her private life with anyone.  He knew
she was embarrassed.  She had to be.  He would be mortified.  And she was right,
he shouldn’t have been digging through her things.  But he wasn’t going to pass
on the opportunity for a little retribution for her flirting with the Aussie in the
truck.   Even though he didn’t think she’d done it on purpose, Zane had definitely
been doing it intentionally, and she had to have known it.  Was probably secretly
flattered by his attention.  At least this might make being near her tolerable too.
And maybe it would help him keep his hands to himself.  For now.

“I won’t tell a soul, sweet cheeks,” he drawled, as he held out the panties
to her.  “But you have to wear these for me, until I tell you to take them off.
If you take them off, or don’t have them set right, I will cluck like a chicken
to anyone who’ll listen.”

She didn’t take them from him, she just stared at them like they would bite her.
“You won’t know if I have them on or not,” she said with a tremble in her voice.

“Oh, I’ll know,” he replied, pushing the button on the remote.  The
panties came alive in his hand, and she whimpered and pinched her knees together.

“No, I can’t,” she said breathlessly.

“You can and you will, or…” Dylan clucked his tongue a few times and her
eyes locked on his mouth.  She growled, then snatched the panties from him,
and Dylan bit back a laugh.  Carrie slammed the bedroom door locked it,
then slid her blue jean shorts down her legs.  She replaced her white lace
panties with the black ones, then stepped back into her shorts, and
buttoned them.  She spun back toward him, with her fists at her sides.

“You are an asshole.”

Dylan smiled, and pushed the button on the remote to see if he could hear the buzz.
He really didn’t want to embarrass her.  Nothing except her wide-eyed gasp, and whimper.

Oh yeah, this was going to be the most fun he’d had in years, he thought.

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