At last, with Gayle’s bottom hot and raw, Hugh stopped and set Gayle on her feet.
“There brat!” Hugh eyed her sternly. “You damn well better behave yourself, or you’ll get it again.”
Gayle was much more subdued, though she was still simmering on a low boil. But seeing that she would get no sympathy from Warren, she pulled up her shorts and stomped away without saying a word.
“I don’t believe you really did that,” Warren said to Hugh.
“You should have done it yourself,” Hugh told him.
“Yes, and I’ll really hear about it the rest of the trip, you want to bet?”
“Oh, I think she’ll have second thoughts about being so ill-tempered next time. Believe me, it works.”
“Well, we’ll see,” Warren said. He wasn’t at all convinced that Gayle was subdued. She looked as angry as ever when she
