Tit for Tat Baby (22 page)

“What are you talking about?”

“I seem to recall that you told me you’re
not promiscuous. It see …”

“I am warning you, Callum McGregor,
finish that sentence and I will not miss my aim!  What do you want?”

He walked closer until he stood with
his feet on either side of hers where she sat on the bunk.  He plucked her
up from the bunk and clasped her against him.  His eyes glittered like
green shards of icy emeralds.

“I am claiming what you seem to be
dishing out so freely!”

His lips closed over hers and he
forced his tongue past her lips.  His essence immediately consumed her,
his heated kiss curled like a wave of lava around her body, setting her skin
alight.  She gasped, his kiss so deep and passionate, she submitted with
the second sweep of his tongue over hers.

A rattle and knock on the door drew
them apart.  Their breathing was hard and erratic.  Callum stepped
back and dropped his hands to his sides.  His eyes still so cold, she
shivered even though her body was as hot as a volcano ready to
erupt.    His voice was raspy, but just as cold as his eyes.

“Heed my warning. Jenna.  Allow
him to touch you once more, and I will break his jaw.”

He turned, unlocked the door and
politely apologized to the woman outside.  She looked at Jenna with
amusement, when she noticed her sitting on the bunk.

“I wish a hunk like that will lock
himself in here with me!”

Jenna smiled weakly and rose to join
Shane reluctantly.  She was notably more reserved and Shane realized she
was upset.

“I don’t know what happened in that
powder room, Babes, but if you would rather we leave, it is fine with me.”

“Are you sure?”

Jenna was relieved when he reassured
her, with the provision they get some pizza on their way home.  She
avoided looking in Callum’s direction, but felt his eyes on her all the way to
the door of the restaurant.     

Devon
was not surprised to see Callum standing in front of the door when he opened
it.  Kevin told him what happened the day before. 

“I expected you yesterday, Callum.
What kept you?”

Callum frowned and followed Devon into
the lounge.  Devon gestured him to a seat and he sank into one of the
chairs.

“What do you mean you expected me
yesterday?”

“Kevin told me you seemed mighty upset
when you left his office.”

Callum ran his hands through his hair.

“Your daughter is extremely
infuriating, Devon.”

Devon looked at the younger man and
noticed he looked tired and worn.

“I’m not sure what you expect me to
say, Callum.  From what I understand you are an engaged man.”

“Leave that out of this.  It has
absolutely no bearing.”

“No bearing?  You have a
nerve!  You seduced my daughter, slept with her and all of this while you
are engaged to another woman and you say it has no bearing?  I should beat
some goddamned sense into your skull!”

  “Why the hell did you sent her
to me! Dammit Devon.  That woman is driving me up the bloody walls!”

“Hmm … she does have the tendency to
do that to men I’ve heard it said.”

Callum stiffened and glared at Devon.

“What men?”

“Well, let me see, there was John
Dover, who took her out first, then Wade Lovett, David White.  Now that
man is not giving up, that is for sure! Then of course Shane who took her out
last night, Sam Jones and Lowell Fre …”

“How many damn men did she date? 
Why do you allow it in the first place!  Dammit Devon!”

He slammed his fist on the arm of the
chair.  He jumped up and stalked back and forth from the one end to the
other end of the room. He ran his hands through his hair again.

“I guess I better start calling you
Uncle Devon.”  Devon startled and then smiled. “Where is she?”

“Oh … ehm … I guess you won’t like to
hear this …”

“Where is she?”

“She went to lunch with David White.”

“The one who won’t give up?”

“Yip, the one and the same.”

“This time her bloody ass is going to
burn so much she won’t be able to sit for a week!”

“You hit my daughter!”

“I gave her a hiding.  I did not
hit her.”

“How did she take it?”

“Like a baby.  I am taking her
with me, Uncle Devon.  I am going to pack her stuff.”

He spun around and stormed out of the
room, Devon shouted after him.

“First corridor to the left, last room
on the right!”

He chuckled, sat back and waited for
Jenna to return from the hairdresser.  He needed to see them together, but
he was relatively sure they loved each other.  He just hoped they realized
it before they killed each other.

Jenna walked in an hour later and
called out to her Dad as she entered the house, not recognizing the car
outside.

“In here, my girl!”

She found them in the lounge.

“Shit!”

“Jenna!”

“Sorry Dad.  What are you doing
here?”

“How about a kiss first, little painter?”

She nearly swallowed her tongue. Her
cheeks blew up like a blowfish.  Callum got up from the chair and walked
towards her. She retreated and glared at him.

“Breathe, Baby.   Oxygen is
very important to the brain and you still have a lot of work to finish.”

“Stay away from me! What are you doing
here, McGregor?”

“I came to fetch you.  We’re
going home.”

“Awh … is the pre-honeymoon
over?  Did you and your lovely fiancé have a fight over the prenuptial
agreement?”

“Leave Shelly out of this. Your bags
are already in the car.  Sa …”

“What do you mean my bags are in the
car?”

“I packed them. So le …”

“You … packed … them!  Who gave
you the right …?”

“You’re wasting time, Baby. Say
goodbye to your father. As it is we’ll arrive in the middle of the damn night,
because you can’t seem to be without a man for even half a day!”

“I can’t be … even if that was true,
it is none of your damn business! At least they want me!  No!  Stay
away from me!  No … put me down!  Daddy!”

“Leave your father out of this. We’re
leaving, Uncle Devon.”

“NO!  I am staying another
week!  You go and get on your plane!  I am not going with! Put me
down!”

She struggled earnestly and kicked at
him.  She screamed when he slapped her on her ass.

“Stop kicking me! Jenna! I am not …”

“Let me go!  Daddy tell hi … aaah
… ouch!”

Two loud whacks followed each other
and she stopped struggling.

“Callum, please put me down.”

“No.  You are coming with me.”

He opened the door of the car and dumped
her in the seat. She immediately swung her feet out of the car and he pinned
her down. He was clearly annoyed and scowled at her.

“Do not anger me any further,
Jenna.  It will only make your spanking worse.”

She stilled immediately and looked at
him, her eyes wide.

“What spanking?”

“The one I am going to give you once
we’re on the plane.”

She shook her head and swung her legs
back into the car.

“I don’t deserve a spanking.  I
did nothing wrong.”

He grunted and slammed the door shut. She
looked up and waved at her grinning father with a scowl on her face. Betrayed
by her own father!

Jenna got out of the car the moment
Callum brought it to a stop next to the plane.  She stomped up the stairs,
anger in every step.  She did not look or speak to him once, all the way
to the airport.

A customs official was waiting for
them inside the plane and she snorted.  Even customs ran after the high
and mighty McGregor!  She smiled and went to sit down on one of the custom
made seats.  It was as if you sat on a comfortable lounge chair!  It
would be interesting to see how the high and mightiness would get her in and
out of the countries without her passport.  She did not carry it with her
and it was locked in the safe at her Dad’s house.

Callum noticed her look and chuckled,
shaking his head.  When the official left and he sat down next to her she
glowered at him.  He openly laughed at her.

“Did you really think I would forget
something that important, love?”

She held her hand out.  “Give me
my passport.”

“No, I don’t think so.  I think I
will hang on to it.  You will not leave again without my knowledge,
Jenna.”

“This is abduction!”

“Call it what you want.  Buckle
up, little painter.”

Callum waited until they were airborne
and the plane straightened out.  He unbuckled both their belts, took her
hand and drew her after him.  Jenna did not bother to struggle. 
Where was she going to go?  He opened a door towards the end of the plane
and she gasped.  It was a bedroom with an en-suite bathroom.
  One of her oversized tee-shirts was laying on the bed. Callum
picked it up and held it out to her.

“I have not slept much over the past
two weeks.”

“So sleep. I am not stopping
you.  I’ll watch television in th …”

“You can change into this yourself or
I will do it for you.  Better yet, you can sleep naked, but I can’t
guarantee to be awake when the attendant comes to wake us up.  He is male
in case you missed it. But then again … you seem to like men gawking at you.”

She yanked the shirt from him and
stomped to the bathroom.  She slammed the door shut, shrieking at his
chuckle.  The shower looked very inviting and she decided to take a quick
one.  She walked into the room more refreshed and dressed as instructed.
Callum was sitting on the edge of the bed with boxer shorts on.  His eyes
slowly walked down her body and back up again.  She cursed her betraying
nipples that pebbled into tight peaks, which she refused to hide and just
glared at him.

“Come here, Jenna.”

She sighed and walked towards
him.  He took her hand and tugged her forward with a hard yank so that she
fell over his legs.  He immediately pinned her down and pushed her shirt
up to bare her ass.

“No Callum!  Please don’t! 
I did nothing wrong!”

“Really?  Let’s see.  You
ran away, would not take my calls for nearly two weeks and then worst of all
spread yourself all over Washington with God knows how many men!”

“I did not!”

“Did not what?”

“Oef!  You are so infuriating,
McGregor!  You know I would not do that!”

“Do what, Jenna?”

“Spread myself!  I am not a cheap
hussy!”

“Yet you went out with seven different
men in less than fourteen days!”

“Seven me …” She heaved her torso up
to glare at him over her shoulder.

“Who told you that?”

“Your father.”

“My fath … Oh
Lord.”                                     

“Quite so.  That makes it seven
smacks for each of them, one for leaving and fourteen for each day you would
not take my calls!”

“You can’t be serious!  Aaahhh!”

The first smack sounded loud in the
quiet room followed by Jenna’s surprised cry.  She started to struggle.

“Please no!  Callum I beg
you!  You hit too hard!  Please don’t … oohh!”

She moaned when she felt his lips
caress the cheek he just smacked. Then cry out when he smacked the other cheek
to follow it with another caress of his lips.

“Callum … please no more!”

He caressed her cheeks for a few
moments, then pulled her upright.  He looked at her, shook his head and
wiped the tears from her cheeks.

“Two little smacks and you’re crying
like a baby!” 

He sighed and pushed her hair from her
face, letting the satin soft strands fall through his fingers. 

“I am really tired, Baby and need to
sleep.  Are we going to have a fight about this? Will you sleep in my
arms?”

She looked at him and noticed he did
indeed look tired and warn.  She scooted off his lap to the other side of
the bed.  She laid back.

“I will sleep, but on this side of the
bed and you on that side.”

He shook his head and sighed
again.  He leaned back and pulled the sheet over them at the same
time.  He yanked her into his arms and pressed her against his side. She
tried to pull away and he looked down at her.

“Continue with this, Jenna and I will
continue with your spanking.  Believe me, I have enough energy left for
that.”