❦ Rosalind ❦
“Apologize!”
Smack.
A moan escaped my lips. “For checking your disrespect? Yeah, right.”
His hand rubbed slow circles on my ass. It soothed the sting of his spanks more than I’d like to admit.
“I won’t fault you for being territorial, gattina. Apologize for disrespecting me in that store and not shutting the f**k up when I asked you to!”
“I also demand an apology in that case! You embarrassed me in front of your mistress!”
A growl.
Smack.
Caress.
“She is not my mistress and you know that.”
“Oh yeah? Apparently you two are communicating enough for you to offer up my f*****g hotel for a stupid party.”
“Even if she’d paid for it?”
“We both know she did not, stronzo,” I retorted.
Hating his easy tone and how he just wouldn’t see how hurt I’d been, I wiggled and trie
