By mid afternoon Kat was over her snit but I noticed her conversation was all about babies and weddings. She might be playing it safe since I was in the room but I don't think so. After last night's little lesson I was sure she'd keep her ass still, but I didn't fool myself that the shit would last longer than it took for the pain from her spanking to go away.

The phone rang on my hip and I answered without looking. "Lyon, Mancini here, I hear you're looking for me?" I snapped ...