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should settle on punishments first then. Every time you’re rude to me, it’s a count of twenty. I don’t expect you to obey me in everyday life, but when we’re working, there will be stiff punishments for any infraction of the rules. I understand that you’re a professional investigator, but you are no longer in charge of this case. You will turn over everything you have to the Rangers and consider yourself under my charge until this is cleared up.”
    He kind of loved the fact that her jaw had dropped and she shook her head in a slightly stunned fashion. “No. I…no.”
    He reached for the phone. “All right. I’ll make sure the protective custody officers find you someplace nice.”
    It wouldn’t be nice. It would be some rathole because that would be all the department could afford. He was sure if Big Tag hadn’t been traipsing around Europe he would lean on someone and get Karina off the hook, but without him, Karina was at Derek’s mercy.
    And he had none. Damn, but it was good to have the advantage for once in his life.
    Her hand shot out, staying the call. “Don’t. I’m not spending the next two weeks in some fleabag motel eating bad takeout. This is stupid, Derek. You can’t want this. Besides, isn’t it going to throw this guy off if I suddenly show up with a Dom?”
    “Two of the vics had full-time Doms. Amanda had been seen playing with a Dom she’d dated for a month. She hadn’t been collared, but he was with her just a few hours before her death. The unsub doesn’t give a shit about whether you’re taken or not. Very likely he’ll find it a challenge to try to kill you right under my nose.” Something about the crimes screamed arrogance to Derek. This perp was proud of his work. He was showing off.
    “Or he’ll get scared off.”
    “That’s better than the alternative.”
    “What alternative?”
    “He actually kills you.”
    She snorted, an entirely unfeminine sound that he should have found offensive. Should have. “Like I would let that happen.”
    “Amanda was a cop. She might have had a nasty personality, but don’t think for a second that she didn’t know how to handle herself. She’d taken all of her self-defense courses. She was perfectly fit. And she’s dead. So I don’t give a damn what you think you can handle. You can handle working with me or…”
    She snarled a little as she finished the sentence for him. “…go into protective custody. You’re starting to sound like a broken record, Brighton. You need to get some new material. Damn it. You see what you push me to? I am not this girl.”
    “Whichever girl you are, she’s racking up the punishment.” He pushed his chair out a little, giving himself room to work. “I’m going to give you the earlier rude remarks. But it’s time to begin as we mean to go, so I’m going to demand payment for the last volley. Twenty over my lap. Let’s get this out of the way and then we can get something to eat and talk about this like adults. We need a contract in place. I’d like to go over your hard and soft limits.”
    He was going to sign a contract with Karina Mills. Earlier it had seemed like the worst idea in the world, and now he couldn’t wait to get her signature. It would be proof that she belonged to him for however short a time.
    Karina stood, but she wasn’t moving toward him. She backed away. “You can’t be serious, Brighton. You can’t expect that I’ll let you spank me right here.”
    Patience. He needed an enormous amount of patience to deal with her. That was what he’d forgotten during earlier encounters. Karina required patience and a very firm hand. He hadn’t been patient with her the one time they’d played before. He’d been awkward. He was going to handle her better this time around. “I don’t merely expect it, Karina. I require it. You’re going to unzip your pants, push them down, and settle your bare ass over my lap. You’re going to allow me to discipline you because
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