I'm going to keep this post short and sweet, and get down to business! Here is my excerpt:
“Sorry,” she said shortly. “I’m not really here to chit-chat.”
“Well, if you don’t mind me asking, why are you here, alone, on a Saturday night, if you
don’t feel like socializing?”
“If you must know, I’m celebrating.” She paused. “I found out this afternoon I saved up
enough money to buy half of The Ginger Paddle from my cousin. So, I’m going to officially be
half owner of a sushi bar.” As annoyed as she was, Laney couldn’t help but grin at how
wonderful it felt to get to say that out loud.
Josiah’s smile was wide, and genuine. “Lannea, that’s wonderful! Amazing news! You
have to let me buy you a drink to celebrate.”
“I’m pretty sure you already did,” Laney deadpanned, the waitress’s insistence beginning
to make more sense now.
“So I did,” Josiah agreed cheerfully. “So what? It’s not against the law to buy a pretty
lady a drink every now and again. And even if it was, I am the law,” he reminded her with a
“Josiah, you don’t have to call me pretty, or buy me drinks, or worry about me anymore.
We’re done, over, finished. Our arrangement was a mistake.”
Josiah was not one to give up easily. He leaned towards her and took her hand in his.
“But,” he insisted, “you are pretty. I wanted to buy you a drink, and I was worried about you.
And, sweetheart, say what you want, but I for one am certain that the only mistake about our
arrangement was my agreeing to let you keep it platonic.”
Laney yanked her hand away, seeing red. If this weren’t Corbin’s Bend, and he wasn’t a
cop, she would surely dumped her drink right on top of his arrogant little head and slap him
across the face. She might do it anyway.
She raised her hand, and her drink with it, but stopped herself before she did anything
too stupid. She was sorely tempted, but she wasn’t actually foolish enough to do it. Not here,
anyway, on a night where half the town seemed to be in attendance. Brent would have her ass
yanked up in front of the disciplinary board for sure. And with no husband, or boyfriend to speak
of, she could only imagine who her spanker would end up being. The thought was enough to still
her hand, but not her mouth. Never that.
“I’m sorry that your fragile male ego can’t seem to handle being told no, but you were the
one who wanted to keep it platonic. Don’t play coy with me. I know exactly what was going on.
I was practice for you, a place holder, if you will. And I’ve got news for you,” she continued,
pointing her finger in his face. “I don’t need anyone to help me manage my life. Contrary to
popular opinion, I’m actually managing just fine.”
Josiah raised his brow at that last part, but he let it go. “I don’t know what to tell you,
sweetheart, other than somewhere along the way our wires got crossed, because you were most
definitely the one who wanted to keep it platonic. Now, I agreed only to give myself more time
to eventually wear you down, but, honey, I wanted you so bad I couldn’t see straight.”
Laney gaped at him, going over their short lived arrangement in her head, and for the life
of her she couldn’t remember exactly who had propositioned who and why. But surely he had to
be pulling her leg. If there was one thing she remembered clearly, it was the horrendously bad
impression she had made on their first encounter.
Josiah smirked at her as if he knew exactly what was going on in her head, and he
probably did. She held up her hand and set her empty glass on the counter.
“I can’t do this right now,” she said, backing away. “I just can’t.”
Her head pounding with unwanted thoughts, she turned and stalked out the door. She
wasn’t quite fast enough to miss Josiah’s parting words.
“That seems to be a reoccurring theme of yours today. There seems to be an awful lot of
things you can’t do. Or maybe, the real truth is that you’re just scared. Funny, I never figured
you for a chicken!”
Laney stopped dead in her tracks. Had he really just called her a chicken in front of the
She could feel his eyes on her retreating back. She turned, and walked straight toward
him, a woman on a mission. The crowd parted to make a path for her, undoubtedly hoping for a
dramatic scene. She stopped inches away from him.
“Tell me,” she began, jabbing her finger into his chest, accusingly, “that you did not
seriously call me a chicken.”
Josiah shrugged. “I call ‘em like I see ‘em, and you, darling, are running scared. The question is, what are you scared off? All signs point to me."
Josiah Jefferson left the polygamist community he grew up in to make a new home in Corbin's Bend. He wanted to find the one woman he could love and spank for the rest of his life. When a summer storm blows beautiful Lannea Paulsen into his life, he sees it as fate and never looks back.
Lannea Paulsen, better known as Laney to everyone but the stubborn Josiah, has had two goals since she moved to Corbin's Bend last year. Save enough money to buy half of The Ginger Paddle, the sushi restaurant she runs with her cousin, and find a strong dominant man who is willing and ready to take her in hand in every way possible.
When Laney puts the business in jeopardy, Josiah comes to the rescue. One thing leads to another and they find themselves in a tumultuous platonic DD relationship. Sparks fly as they both refuse to admit the depth of their true feelings. Will they settle for less than they desire or will they chase after everything they have ever wanted?
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