"Well, that could've been worse, I suppose," I say under my breath. "However, he did accept my challenge."
When in the hell did I challenge him? I think back to the conversation, then sigh.
"f**k," I whisper the word. I did tell him that I'd like to see him try and spank me. "What the f**k was I thinking?"
I let out a ragged breath. Scooting back in the chair, I pull my legs up, wrapping my arms around them.
Looking around the area, I spy a window. I start to get up to investigate but freeze in place because I'm not sure I want to add anything else to the running list of offenses he's now keeping a tally on.
Seriously, I doubt I'll ever be able to top breaking and entering. However, I'm not ready to test the waters on that theory just yet especially considering how tightly wound Alex
