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yours?”

“You bitch!” Caroline hissed.

The way she was breathing and twitching had Brianna seriously

thinking Caroline might attack her. But then she took a deep breath and

folded her arms across her chest. She smiled a fake smile, narrowed her

eyes, and Brianna suddenly knew whatever it was Caroline “had”, the

woman clearly thought it would make Brianna lie down and hand Cole

over.

“I know where your mother is.”

Brianna’s knees collapsed. Thankfully there was a divan directly

behind her or she would have fallen on her ass. Never, in a million years,

would she have guessed those words would come out of Caroline’s

venomous lips.

“My mother?” she whispered. Brianna had thought the woman long

gone. It had been sixteen years since she’d last seen her. Not that she’d

really seen much of her those first ten years, but still. Her mother. It was

a chance to find out once and for all why the woman who had given birth

to her had left her. And Scottie, the son she’d never known.

Provided, of course, Caroline really knew anything about her mother,

that she wasn’t just spitting out the first thing she thought would

interest Brianna. But then, how would Caroline know anything? Brianna

didn’t even, though as a child she’d begged her father over and over to

find Lydia Wyatt. Her requests had fallen on deaf ears. “She’s gone, forget

her,” he’d say, until eventually she’d done just that.

“I can see I’ve tempted you. Give me Cole, and I’ll tell you exactly

where you can find your mother.”

Brianna couldn’t move. Somewhere deep inside her was a little voice

screaming to do anything Caroline asked.
Don’t give up this opportunity to

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find out why the woman ditched you and Scottie.
Then another little voice

interrupted saying,
You don’t need a mother who didn’t have the courage

to stick around a sick baby.

Brianna stuck her chin out. The decision was easy.

“You see, Caroline, Cole isn’t mine to give.” She knew she was playing

with fire when the woman’s eyes scrunched together. “If he wanted to be

with you, then he wouldn’t be with me.”

There was no reason to mention she’d be gone by the beginning of

next week.

“You’ll regret this, Brianna Wyatt. You and your invalid of a brother

may want to watch your backs.” Caroline stomped from the restroom,

her warning ringing in Brianna’s ears.

Brianna sucked in a breath. Caroline would have to be spying on

them to know about her brother. Unless Cole was still talking to her and

had told her about them. That didn’t seem right though.

Brianna shook her head. She had to get out of here, but first she

needed to decompress. Shocked to the core, she entered the bathroom

and sat in the seat next to the vanity.

Her mother?

Tyler scanned the restaurant again, searching for anyone who looked

remotely connected to an anonymous letter for a threatening meeting.

There were few patrons at this time of day and he quickly dismissed

nearly everyone. They were either too old, or didn’t fit the bill.

The back of his neck itched.

Enough was enough. How long did it take one woman to go to the

bathroom anyway?
Don’t answer that.
Tyler stood. Their food had arrived

a few minutes ago and he’d managed to choke down a few bites while

waiting for her, but damn it, his woman had been threatened. No matter

what she said, that’s what it was, and his gut twisted in anticipation of

something more happening.

There were few patrons in the restaurant at this hour, so what would

it hurt to peek in and see if she was okay? He reached his hand out to

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push on the
Bambina
door when it swung open and a tiny bit of blonde

fury swept out.

That bitch. “What the hell are you doing here, Caro?”

“Tyler,” she gritted, her nose twitching. “Just having a little chat with

Brianna, not that it’s any of your business.” She slid past him, being

careful not to touch any part of him, and headed straight for the exit.

Tyler’s stomach plummeted. He hadn’t seen her here, which meant

he’d been more occupied with other things than watching out for poison.

And Caroline was definitely poison. What had she said to Brianna, and

where
was
Brianna? He stepped into the small waiting room. The men’s

room didn’t have this area. You went in, did your business, and left.

There was another door in front of him and he pushed it open too.

She was sitting on a small chair next to the sinks, looking pale and

shaky. “What happened, Bri?” He knelt in front of her still form and

scooped her limp hands into his own. They were cold and clammy. “Talk

to me, little one.” Her face was pale as a ghost. “Come on, you’re scaring

me, here. Tell me what Caroline said to you.”

Her eyes lifted to his. They were empty. “She said she knows where

my mother is.”

There was no life in her words.

“Your mother? I thought she disappeared.”

“Me too.” She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and pulled her

hands from his.

He felt the pain she was so obviously trying to hide as she collected

herself and it tore at his heart.

Brianna patted her knees with both hands. “So, what’s the plan for

the rest of the day?”

Oh no you don’t.
“That’s it? I walk in here to find you in a near

catatonic state, and now, just like that, you’re ready to go shopping?”

“Yes.”

She stood, leaving him kneeling and looking up at her. Tyler sighed.

There was nothing he’d like better than to get her away from here,

especially since his conscience had been niggling at him from the get-go.

He should have stuffed her back in the car and driven them somewhere

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else. “Fine.” He stood too. “Let’s go.” It was probably best he not ream her

in the women’s restroom of Tonio’s anyway. Despite what Tonio had said

earlier about Ty being good for Bri, the bigger man was sure to take

exception over a punishment the likes of which Tyler sorely wanted to

tender to Bri’s sweet little ass.

And Tyler was too horny right now to defend himself against the

punches Tonio would probably throw.

He ushered her out of the restroom, reaching for his wallet along the

way. He settled their bill with Tonio, made apologies for the uneaten food

and the quick exit, and promised to return at a later date.

Tyler scanned the parking lot on their way to the car, but sensed the

danger had already passed. Bri’s hips swayed beneath the flowing skirt,

making his cock thicken and his mouth water. Soon, her bottom would

be a throbbing red, marked so by his hand. The thought had him

swelling further, the buttons of his jeans digging painfully into the ridge

of his dick.

At the car, Tyler clasped her from behind and pressed her against the

black metal. Her backside snuggled around his cock as he ran his fingers

down her slender arms and placed both her hands on the roof of the car.

“Don’t move them.” He leaned further in, letting her feel how hard he

was, laughing as she gasped.

“What are you doing?” she hissed. Her head swiveled frantically,

searching for anyone who might see them.

“Disciplining you. You’ve been a bad girl.”

“When?” she demanded.

He slid his hand from hers, along her arm, over her shoulder, down

her back, past her hip, to the hem of her skirt. Her body shivered

beneath his touch. Good, she was getting turned on.

“You lied to me about why you wanted to come here.”

“I—”

He slapped his free hand over her mouth. “Quiet or I’ll gag you.” He

continued his journey down her body, his palm sliding along her outer

thigh, then beneath her skirt until he reached the rounded globe of her

perfect ass. “No one can see us, or what we’re doing. Spread your legs.”

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She whimpered against his hand, but did as he asked. Tyler pulled

his hand off her lips.

“Remember, don’t make a sound or you’ll attract attention. I won’t

stop your punishment ’til I’m through, and since I don’t want anyone else

seeing your sweet behind, I suggest you keep your cries to a minimum,”

he whispered in her ear. Biting down on the fleshy part of her earlobe, he

watched as she sucked her bottom lip into her mouth.

“Are you wet for me, baby?”

She groaned and he laughed. “I think I’ll just see for myself.” He

caressed his fingers down the crease of her buttocks, pausing at her

anus, and pressing just enough to make her wince in his arms. Moving

on, he slid his forefinger over her definitely flooding entrance, between

her swollen lips, and then flicked at the tiny jewel peeking out from its

hiding place.

Her head fell back on his shoulder and her breath hitched in her

throat, coming out in tiny little gasps.

“Harder.” She squirmed against his finger and he broke the contact.

“Who makes the demands?”

“You do,” she pouted.

“You do, what, Bri?”

“You do, Tyler.”

“That’s right. And right now the only thing you’re going to get is

spanked.” A quick glance confirmed they were still secluded. He raised

his hand as much as the skirt would allow and slapped it back down on

her fleshy skin. She jumped, but remained silent. He brought his hand

down again and then again, alternating between cheeks so he didn’t hit

the same spot twice.

The slaps were sharp but not near to the point they’d been earlier

this week when she’d been draped across his lap. Time to get serious. He

landed a hard blow, making Bri jump with a squeal. He dipped two

fingers into her pussy, pushing them deep into her heat. A garbled grunt

erupted from her slender throat, and her head jerked back and forth on

his shoulder. Even more so when he criss-crossed his fingers inside her.

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She was on the edge, seconds away from exploding around his hand,

and he yanked out of her. It wasn’t time yet. Her knees buckled and she

cried out in need with his departure, but he held fast, squeezing her

against the car to keep her upright. “Not yet,” he murmured.

He continued the barrage of slaps, most of them landing on the outer

edge of her buttocks because of the way they were pinned on the car.

“Please,” she moaned, unable to remember they were out in a public

parking lot. “Please, let me c—” He shushed her with his hand again as

she thrashed against him.

There, that’s what he’d been waiting for. Her begging him to finish

her off. He stroked her reddened skin, soothing it, and heightening her

senses, then slipped back to her tight sheath. He pumped his fingers

inside her then pulled almost all the way out before sliding home again.

Tyler stifled her scream with his hand. Her vagina pulsed around him as

her orgasm ripped through her.

“I think you’ll pay for all this noise later, little one,” he whispered in

her ear.

With a whimper, she sagged between the car and his body when the

violent climax ended. Her hair was sticky with sweat and clinging to her

face. She trembled when he pulled out of her. He lifted his glistening

fingers to his mouth and sucked her juices off, savoring the taste of her.

His cock was about to burst, and his only thought was to get her

somewhere so she could ease the tension. A good, fast fuck should do the

trick.

Tyler reached around Bri to open the door, and stuffed her into the

seat, buckling her seat belt for her. She was boneless, and her eyes were

closed, but a smile curved her lips. Tyler leaned in, wiped the hair off her

forehead and kissed her brow. If he didn’t get in her soon…

He slammed the door and jogged around the hood, jammed the keys

in the ignition before his door shut, and threw the car into gear. Bri

sighed next to him and her legs fell apart. The musty smell of her sex

wafted through the interior. A dressing room, that’s what he needed.

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Chapter Eight

Brianna barely registered that the car had started moving, let alone it

had already stopped and Tyler was opening her door. She blinked and

tried to focus her fuzzy, sated mind. They were in front of a row of small,

quaint shops housing some of St. Louis’ most exclusive boutiques.

“Out.” The reason behind Tyler’s gruff command strained the fly of

his jeans.

She half feared a button would give in to the pressure being exerted

on it and pop off. Hmm. Then again, it was at the perfect level for tasting.

She licked her lips.

“Now, Bri.”

Sheesh, what crawled up his shorts? He was normally in a fantastic

mood after spanking her, right now he just seemed pissed off. A tiny

muscle ticked along his jaw.

He wasn’t pissed, he was horny and unsatisfied.
Well.
She glanced

around the parking lot. If he could get her off in public, maybe she

could…

A low, rumbling sound emanated from his throat. “Don’t even think

about it.” He stepped back, out of her reach.