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giggle. The wine was helping her to relax and let her guard down, and she was starting to enjoy herself. “Now stop hedging. The twist.”
    “They're crime novels with a romantic thread of sorts.”
    “Oh,” she said. That wasn't what she expected.
    “My heroes are take-charge kind of guys,” he said carefully.
    “Well, I guess that would be expected of cops and sheriffs. Crime-solving type people usually are,” she said. “And the heroines?”
    “They're usually strong and sassy. The type to get into trouble at every turn.”
    Alex suddenly had a weird feeling in the pit of her tummy. One that she couldn't explain. It was like a foreboding, but not. She had no idea what he was going to say really, and yet she was excited to hear it. “Oh,” she said. Okay, that was lame. The man was telling her about his very interesting career, and all she could say was ‘oh’, for the second time. She'd have to come up with something other than that, she thought. “So, your hero arrests the bad guys and saves the heroine right?” she asked.
    “Yep. Right before he takes her over the knee for a good old fashioned spanking for putting herself in danger.”
    “Oh,” she said, her eyes like saucers. Okay, that ‘oh’ was intentional, because there just wasn't any other word that came to mind. Flashes of the fantasy she’d had while relaxing in the bath immediately sprung to mind, and she started to choke on her wine. She coughed and splattered in a very unladylike manner, and then when she finally got herself under control, she got lost in a fit of the giggles.
     

Chapter Three
     
     
    Well, she took that well, he thought. It may not have been the best time to tell her what he did. Well, not all of it. He may have blown his chances, but what the heck. It was done now, so he may as well go ahead and tell her the rest. Jay ran a hand through his hair while he tried to find the words that wouldn't send her catapulting through the door with a child under each arm.
    “You are serious?” she asked in awe, when she realized he didn't join in her laughter. “I mean, I believed you at first, but then when you got to the spanking part.”
    “You're shocked,” he said.
    “A little,” she said. “I guess I just expected you to do something more physical. More physical than writing.”
    “Okay,” he said with a smile. She wasn't running away, so that was something, wasn't it? “Why's that?”
    “You're kind of, well, you are very fit.”
    “Thanks,” he said his smile growing. “I work out. Plus, like I said before, I just got back from my parents’ ranch.”
    “So, a romance author, huh?” she said with a smile. “Different.”
    “Maybe,” he said. “I like it. I like writing it, and they're not exactly romance novels. They’re crime novels, with some romance in them.”
    “And spanking.”
    “Yes,” he said. “You've heard of spanking romance, I take it?”
    “Yes. Well, sort of. I have heard of it, but I don't really understand it. I've never really read one all the way through. I've read romances but not an actual spanking story.”
    “Some people like a good spanking in a romance,” Jay said. “They find traditional romances kind of frustrating.”
    “Oh?” she said. “How so?”
    “Yeah, well, the hero forbids the heroine from doing something. Usually something dangerous or reckless. He threatens her with dire consequences. She totally ignores whatever he says. He catches her, saves her, and then the air is thick with tension.”
    “Sounds about right,” she giggles.
    “And then what happens?” he says. “She gapes in fear as he moves towards her menacingly.”
    “What happens next?” she coughed, trying to get the croak out of her voice.
    “He stands very close to her. Gets right into her personal space.”
    “And?” Alex asked breathily.
    “‘What am I going to do with you,’ he says. ‘I should take you over my knee and teach you a lesson you'll never forget.’” He could