and safety have become my number one priority. If you endanger either, I’d spank you to get your attention and teach you to be more careful. If I didn’t care about you, adore you, I wouldn’t care whether you laid out buck-ass nekkid on the front lawn. We’ll clear out some of the trees in the backyard to allow more sunlight for you if that’s what you want. Hell, 48
we’ll put in a pool for you if it’s something you’d like back there, but I won’t tolerate you putting yourself in harm’s way.”
Uncertainly, she replied, “I’m used to taking care of myself and being on my own. I’m sure I’m going to do things you view as
‘endangering’ myself from time to time.”
Evan sensed that this was not the moment to equivocate. She needed the truth, and she needed to know where he drew the line.
“Well, you’d better start considering some of those things, Rosemary.
I’m not going to go looking for reasons to spank you. I don’t want you afraid of chastisement when we’re together. But you shouldn’t push it, either.” His last words drew her gaze to his, and he saw…something there before she looked away. Interesting. He could almost hear the gears turning in her head.
Rosemary gave what he said some thought then nodded. “Okay, but what if I misbehave and don’t realize it’s a spanking offense?”
She gave him the innocent-eyed angel look, but he saw the way her full upper lip curled slightly as she suppressed a smile.
Evan chuckled and leaned into her space a little. “Well, misbehavior is something totally different. If you were a naughty girl and needed a spanking, I might have to pull down your panties and spank your little heinie over my knee until you promised to be a good girl .”
She gasped and squealed when he reached for her and began tickling her on his bed. Rosemary was very ticklish, so it didn’t take long for her to beg him to stop.
“So am I forgiven?” he asked, poised over her on his now messy bed.
Beautiful and breathless, she nodded. “If you’ll forgive me for yelling at you like that. I’m really embarrassed they saw my chee-chees.” She giggled when he rolled his eyes at her use of his juvenile term for breasts while they were growing up.
Evan gathered the hem of the T-shirt he’d given her and tugged it up to reveal the breasts in question and growled, making her giggle
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again. “Damn, woman, but these are some fine breasts you have here.
I can’t believe I was so hardheaded for so long. I could’ve been feasting on this bounty all these years.”
Rosemary scoffed playfully, but there was a tender quality to her words. “I know . But I saved them for you, didn’t I?”
“Yes, you did, now when are you going to break down and let us make love to you? I’m available at a moment’s notice.” He pressed his solid erection against her hip while kissing her cleavage. He understood she had her reasons for wanting to wait to have sex, and he couldn’t rightly blame her. The reason was mostly his fault. It had been a few weeks since she’d come back into their lives as part of their threesome, but she hadn’t spent the night yet.
Evan supposed Rosemary was waiting for the other shoe to fall.
Waiting for the first confrontation, the first argument, to see how things went. He thought they’d handled it like adults, apologizing and compromising. Evan knew he and Rosemary were both a little hotheaded, and he was not so foolish that he believed because they’d handled this little setback well that it would all be peachy-keen from there on out. Life for them was going to be a series of confrontations and, hopefully, reconciliations until they figured out ways to avoid all but the most important conflicts. Rosemary needed assurance that what they had wasn’t going to flat-line at the first sign of difficulty.
As for her little crack about misbehavior, Evan had a feeling he and Wes were going to see plenty of it, judging by her reaction