“Margot, sweetheart. I’m starting to get worried.” That’s Drew. I’d know that surly authoritative tone anywhere. It sounds like he’s speaking so close to me, and it pulls me away from the comfort of the darkness. “You’re supposed to be awake by now.” Yep, that totally means I’m peeing into a bag in front of him. Humiliation complete. “I’m asking you to open your eyes now so you can bitch me out. I’ve spanked your beautiful ass, but right now, I’m the one who deserves the lashings.” That makes me want to smile.
