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CADE - CUTLER BROTHERS BOOK 1
Paige Tyler
Romantic Spankings, December 2007
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Synopsis:
The beautiful, but irritating Riley Barnett
has been a thorn in the side of the U.S. Marshals Service ever since she
entered the Witness Protection Program. And now that she once again believes
her identity has been compromised, new U.S. Marshal Cade Cutler is the one
sent to placate her.
But the simple task of babysitting her is made more difficult when she
refuses to obey his simplest instructions. Cade has never met a woman so
infuriating, and soon realizes that the only way to get through to her is to
put her over his knee for a good, sound spanking.
Riley, though, will be damned if she’s going to take orders from the
gorgeous Marshal just because he spanks her, especially when he refuses to
believe that she’s actually in danger. She has been in the Witness
Protection Program long enough to know when someone is after her, even if
all of the other times had been false alarms.
But when it turns out that she’s right this time, Riley has to depend on
Cade to protect her, even if that means putting up with his spankings every
time she refuses to follow his silly rules!
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Cade closed his notebook and slipped it
into the inside pocket of his suit jacket. “We’ll look into it, Ms. Barnett,
and get back to you,” he said, getting to his feet.
Riley did the same, her frown deepening. “How are you going to look into it?
Will you be posting Marshals outside my apartment building then?” She really
hoped so; she hadn’t slept well the past couple of nights.
He inclined his head. “If we determine that you’re in danger, then you’ll be
given protection,” he told her. “But I don’t think you have anything to be
concerned about. As I said, a lot of people own black SUV’s.”
Riley stared at him in disbelief. Did she have to end up at the bottom of
some river somewhere before they believed her? She opened her mouth to
argue, but
Cade Cutler was already walking toward the door.
Annoyed, she followed after him. “How will you know if there really is a
threat from the SUV if there’s no one here to see it?” she persisted.
In the small entryway, he turned to give her a placating smile. “Like I
said, we’ll look into it.”
She folded her arms to glare at him. “You’re not going to do a damn thing,
are you?” she said sharply. “Now that you people have already gotten my
testimony, you couldn’t care less about what happens to me.”
His jaw tightened. “I’ll be in touch,” he said, ignoring what she’d just
said as he turned to leave. He was just reaching for the doorknob when the
greeting cards on the table along the wall caught his eye.
Riley watched in confusion as he picked one up and read it, and then did the
same to another and another. But before she could ask what he was doing, he
turned to fix her with a hard look.
“What the hell are these?” he demanded, holding up the cards.
Her brow furrowed. “Birthday cards,” she said, her tone implying that it
should have been obvious to him.
“I can see that!” he growled. “But this one’s from your mother! And these,”
he added, gesturing with the others, “are from the rest of your family!
She shrugged. “Duh! Who do you think sends birthday cards?”
His eyes narrowing,
Cade tossed the stack of birthday cards back onto the table and
strode toward her. “How about, duh, you’re in the Witness Protection
Program! Which means that you’re not supposed to tell anyone where you are.
That includes your family! You’re so worried about your identity being
compromised, and here you are broadcasting it to the world!”
Ignoring the implied insult, Riley lifted her chin to glare up at him. “My
mother would never tell anyone where I am,” she told him coldly. “And
neither would any of my sisters.”
His brows drew together. “Really? How reassuring,” he scoffed. “What about
the people that might be snooping through your family’s mail to find out
where you are? Have you thought about that?”
She frowned at the words, wondering if that could be true, but then told
herself it was ridiculous. Nobody, not even Albert Donatti, the main mobster
she had testified against, would bother with digging through the mail just
to find her. Besides, even if he had, her family had addressed the envelopes
to her new name.
Riley gave
Cade another shrug. “That would be impossible because my mom and my
sisters didn’t put my real name on the envelope,” she said. “I’m not stupid,
you know!”
“That’s debatable,” he retorted. “So, how many relatives does your family
have that live across the country?”
She gave him a confused look. “What are you talking about?”
He held up the card from her mother. “It doesn’t matter what the name on the
envelope says,” he told her. “The card says Happy Birthday to My Daughter on
the front. I think people will figure out that it’s you.”
Before she could say anything, he added, “I’m going to have to call my boss
and let him know about this.”
“Good,” she muttered. “Because I want to talk to him, too. That way I can
tell him that you don’t know what the hell you’re doing, and that he needs
to send someone out here who does!”
At her words,
Cade paused in the act of reaching into his pocket for his cell
phone, his eyes narrowing. “Okay, that does it!” he growled.
Riley braced herself for another one of his snide comments, and was totally
surprised when
Cade grabbed her by the arm and marched her over to the couch
instead.
“What are you...?” she began as he sat down, but the rest of what she’d been
going to say came out in a rush of air as he gave her arm a quick tug that
sent her tumbling headlong over his knee.
Riley was so stunned that she simply lay there draped over his lap as she
tried to catch her breath. When she finally came to her senses a moment
later, it was to push herself upright, but a strong hand on her back held
her down. What the hell was he doing?
Outraged, she turned to glare over her shoulder at him, only to let out a
startled gasp when she felt his hand come down hard on her jean-clad bottom.
Oh my God, the brute was spanking her! |
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