Page 16 of Masked in Deception
Jack:
Why is your location in the middle of a field at 3 a.m.??
Answer your phone, Margot. This isn’t funny, and I’m not laughing.
Margot:
Some of my friends invited me to a country music rave!
It honestly sucks, but they have a frozen daiquirita machine…
You should come!
Jack:
I’m in another state, Princess. You need to go home.
I just called your driver. He’ll be there soon, and you’re going home with him.
Margot:
I’m fine, Jack…seriously. I’ve had like two drinks. We’re just dancing. You’re not my dad.
Jack:
You’re right, I’m not. If I were, I would have spanked you more and let you get away with less, and you wouldn’t be such a brat, putting yourself in dangerous fucking situations.
Margot:
You want to spank me?
Jack:
At this moment? Yes. You have no idea how badly.
You can’t just be out at 3 a.m., Margot. That shit isn’t safe.
You should have told me you wanted to go to this thing, and I could have flown up to be with you.
Margot:
Have you ever wanted to spank me before?
Jack:
…You told me you weren’t drunk.
Margot:
I’m not…
Jack:
Answer your phone, or the next time I see you, I’m absolutely spanking you.
Jack:
Who is this asshole you’re hugging on your page, and why are you in Miami?
