His Errant Educator (Willamette Wives Book 3) by Maggie Ryan Read Free Book Online Page A

over the bed. She felt him pulling from her and only then, her cheeks flushing, did she remove her own finger. Her husband, her wonderful, magnificent husband dropped onto the bed, rolled onto his back, and pulled her onto him. It was another several minutes before either of them spoke.
    "Oh, my," Agatha said. "That… that was…"
    "Better than sledding?"
    She giggled and lifted her head from where she'd had it pressed against his heart. "Well…" A quick swat of a hand capable of practically covering the entirety of her ass had her squeal, "Yes, definitely better!"
    He grinned and pulled her up his body until he could kiss her thoroughly, only seeming to remember she was naked when she shivered. Sitting up, he pulled back the quilts and tucked her beneath them.
    "We have chores to do," she reminded him even as her eyelids fluttered.
    "They can wait," he assured her, stripping out of his clothes and diving beneath the covers.
    "Wyatt!" she screeched when he pressed his cold feet against her recently warmed buttocks.
    "Yup, do so love hearing my name."
     

Chapter Five
     
    Awakening and smiling as she stretched like a contented kitten, Agatha suddenly realized that she could hear voices. Scrambling out of the bed, she quickly pulled on her clothes. It was one thing to be naked while in bed with her husband, it was quite a different thing to loll about while they had company. Once presentable, she was about to push the partially opened door but paused at hearing Roger's voice.
    "I don't know what made me madder. The fact that Teresa still acts as if she did absolutely nothing wrong or that her pa questioned my honor."
    Fearing that the conversation would cease the moment the men realized she was awake, she froze, her palm on the door and her head tilted, hearing Roger continue.
    "The man actually threatened to get his shotgun and a preacher! Can you believe that!"
    "Well, since you aren't bleeding, I'm guessing he didn't?"
    "No, but it took some rapid talking. Of course, I can't say I blame him. Half the damn town heard me threaten to tan her hide."
    Wyatt chuckled and said, "Since you are obviously still riled up, I'm guessing you didn't follow through?"
    "How could I? I mean, hell, I could see the man's finger twitching and all I could think about was that shotgun's trigger. I can't imagine he would have even hesitated if he thought I was gonna lay a hand on his little princess."
    "Perhaps if her pa had taken her to task a time or two, she wouldn't have been so quick to dismiss any responsibility for what happened."
    "I admit I've had the same thought once or twice since I started courting her. Anytime I've even begun to scold her, she acts like I'm speaking a foreign language."
    "There's one language that I guarantee she'd understand," Wyatt offered.
    From behind the door, Agatha rolled her eyes. Trust her husband to not only voice but to truly believe that a spanking was the solution for all of a woman's transgressions.
    "Do it right, with her understanding you are disciplining her because you truly care about her safety or to help guide her into becoming a better person. I promise she'd learn soon enough that you wouldn't bother if you didn't care for her."
    His words had Agatha silently chastising herself for the eye roll. She might not be as eager to voice her belief or admit that he was right, but she had never doubted that while yes, Wyatt spanked her, he did so because he loved her.
    Roger's deep sigh pulled her from her thoughts. "I'm not sure Teresa would believe that, Wyatt. All I know is that perhaps it's a good thing she didn't show her face again. If she had, I'm not sure I wouldn't have chanced a bullet just so I could give that gal a lesson she wouldn't forget."
    Agatha felt her bottom clench as if recognizing exactly what sort of lesson that would have been. She wasn't the least bit surprised hearing her husband's response.
    "You should have done that before you ever took her home. If you had, I guarantee