She pulled her face away from me, and looked up. Her eyes were wet, but she wasn't scared any more.
I looked down at her. I started to say something, but she stopped me.
"I had it coming, Ash," she said softly. "I didn't trust you. I should have known better."
She half-smiled. "I haven't met too many people who could get worked up over not being trusted."
I couldn't look at her. I was going to have to turn her over to the SBI some day, and I couldn't look at her.
"Ash, remember the night you spanked me? Remember what you did first?"
I felt her hand on my face, turning it. Then she was kissing me, her lips soft and fresh, her wet face under my glance, her long lashes down over closed eyes. Her arms moved on my back, and her body was as light as a dream in my arms.
My own eyes closed.
IV