Page 10 of His To Protect

Her brows slammed down over her eyes and she crossed her arms as she turned to scowl at him in defiant protest. “I do not need a nap. We’ll talk now. We’ll go find my dad after and if, and I mean if, you treat me properly for the rest of this trip, I’ll consider paying you!”

He moved swiftly to the couch grabbing the spoon and Alexis hollered in surprise, spun and bee-lined for the bedroom, slamming the door hard behind her.

“Jerk!” she shouted at the door.

“Brat!” he replied.

She growled again and stuck out her tongue before sighing and throwing herself onto the bed.

Alexis cried into the pillow for a while, not because of the horrid burn still emanating from her tortured butt, but because she was frustrated. Jack Cole was a brute and she had no control over anything in her life, not back in Canada and not here in Colombia. And damn if she had no one to turn to.

But if Jack wouldn’t help her, she would just have to help herself!

She yawned. Right after she had a rest.

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