Table Of ContentBad Girls
II
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Michelle Carlyle
Bad Girls
II
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Dedication
ForFrank,thanksforalwaysbeingtheretowarm
myheart…andmytush
TABLEOFCONTENTS
TheOfficePrankster 1
ThePhoto 17
TheBadActress 32
TheHideOut
ChapterOne 46
ChapterTwo 61
TheBodyguard 75
TheOne-WomanWreckingCrew 90
ThePermissionSlip 103
TheBadDecision 117
TheRescuer 131
AnAngelinTraining 145
WhileTheCat’sAway 159
TheDetectiveandtheThief 173
1
TheOfficePrankster
“Itwasyou,wasn’tit?”Blakeasked.
Words Jenny did not want to hear. Especially
coming out of Blake Douglas’s mouth. Especially
given the circumstances, being alone with the man
inhisapartment.
Jenny fought to recover. “Me, what?” she asked
asinnocentlyasshecould.
“Youweretheonewhowrotetheemail.”
“Idon’tknowwhat—”
“NowIknowyou’reguilty.Everyonereadthat.”
Jenny could only think of escape. She’d only
dropped by this evening to give him a file. She had
noideashewaswalkingintoatrap.
“Look,Blake,Idon’tknowhowyoucould—”
“You didn’t want me near your department. You
saw me as a threat when I got transferred. When I
have nothing to do with your section, and we only
shareonesecretary.”
“Thatisjustwrong—”
“Doyoudenyyouwroteit?”Blakeasked.
“Yes.”
“Interesting. I tracked the original email to your
computer.Davecorroboratedthis.”
“Dave’sjustmadatmebecauseIdumpedhim.”
“That’snotthewayhetellsit.”
“Nokiddin’,whatashocker.”
“So, you deny you originated the email?” Blake
asked.
“Yes.Uh,Ihavetogo,yougotthefile,I—”
“Wait,I’dlikeyoutohearsomething.”
“Really,I’mlatetoa—”
“Please.” Blake reached out and turned on a
small tape recorder that was sitting on the coffee
tableinfrontofthem.
Jenny froze as she heard her own voice coming
out of the machine. “So what if I sent it? Who
wantedhimhere?”
Blakesaid,“Thisismyfavoritepart.”
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Jenny heard herself say, “That fine ass of his
does not make up for that superior attitude. I don’t
carehowprettyheis,hedeservedthatprank.”
Blake reached over and turned off the tape
recorder.
“Thatwasillegal,”Jennysaid,shaken.
“Soislibel,”Blakereplied.
Jenny was stunned into silence. Caught. She
was caught. She felt like a bunny stuck in a cage
withawolf.
The look Blake was sending her was scary. His
gorgeous face turned almost sinister, malevolent.
He was clearly angry about the email and wanted
revenge.
“Youobviouslyhaveaplan,”Jennyfinallysaid.
“Obviously.”
“Whatdoyouwant?”sheasked,resigned.
“Well,forstarters,dinner,”hereplied.
“What?”
“Dinner,youknow,asineating.”
“Yes.You’rescaringme,”Jennyreplied.
“I haven’t even got to the good part yet,” he
said,awidesmileovertakinghishandsomeface.
“Icanhardlywait.”
“Ofcourse,youcanjustwalkoutofhere...”
“And then what would happen?” Jenny asked,
notreallywantingtheanswer.
“IgotoJacob.”
Herheartstopped.“Youwould.”
“Iwould.”
“Thatwouldmeanmyjob.”
“Would it?” Blake asked, seemingly relishing the
thought.
“You’reenjoyingthis.”
“Verymuch.Watchingyousquirmisdelightful.”
“So, wait. Dinner with you or I lose my job.
What’sthecatch?”
“I’msogladyouasked,”hesaid,lookinglikethe
catthatatethecanary.
“Idon’tthinkI’mgonnalikethis,”Jennysaid.
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“I don’t think you are, either. Because after
dinner, we come back here, I take you over my
kneeandspankyouintothemiddleofnextweek.”
Jennywasshocked.“You’reserious.”
“Quite.”
“You’resick.”
“Quitepossibly.”
“That’sassault.”
“Not if you submit to it willingly. Then it’s
consentingadults.”
“Youaresick.”
“Determined. You crossed the line with me,
woman.Andforthat,youmustpay.”
An inadvertent thrill went through Jenny.
Something about the look in Blake’s eye. Primal.
Base.
She immediately got angry with her reaction.
What the hell was she doing getting turned on by
thethoughtofthemanspankingher?
“You’reseriousaboutthis,”Jennysaid.
Blake nodded, but the look in his eye didn’t
waver.Serious,vengeful.
Itdidn’thelp thathe wassogood-looking.Blake
was tall, had light brown hair, large blue eyes and
an almost perfectly symmetrical face. Killer body,
long legs, nice rear end. Lovely smile. And now this
other side to him.This dominant,authoritarianside.
While it turned her on, it also frightened her. Here
was a man she couldn’t bully. A novelty in Jenny’s
world.
But a spanking? She’d never been spanked
before.
“So,what’syourchoice?”Blakeasked.
“Whatwillanapologydoforyou?”
“Notmuch.I know you,Jenny.You’reonlysorry
yougotcaught.Youenjoyedsendingthatemailout.
I personally overheard you gloating about it to
Mary.”
“Damn.”
“So?”
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“You know what my choice is,” Jenny replied
dismally.
“Lovely. Well, come on, we’ve got reservations
atKomiko’s.”
“You were very sure of yourself,” Jenny
observedtartly.
“No, I was very sure of you,” Blake replied.
“Shallwe?”hesaid,gettingupoffthecouch.
“Wait,” Jenny said. “Why the dinner? Why not
just...spankmenowandgetitoverwith?”
“Because I want you to anticipate it. Worry
about it. Think about how awful you were to me. I
know you won’t be able to stop thinking about it
when you’re sitting across from me at dinner. Nor
whileyou’reridinginmycar.”
“Youareasadist.”
“You’re very lucky that I am not. But I will
greatly enjoy turning you over my knee and
swatting you until you howl. You put me through
hellforanentireweek.”
“Oh,comeon,noonebelievedtheemail.”
“Johnsondid.”
“No,really?”
“Really,”Blakerepliedwithanangryedge.
“He’sanidiot,”Jennysaid.
“He’s the regional vice-president. He had an
investigationdoneonme.”
“Hedidn’t!”
“Hedid.”
“Damn.Okay, thatwasnotmyintention.”
“Whatwasyourintentionexactly?”Blakeasked.
“Uh... to piss you off. Make you feel
unwelcome,” Jenny said, feeling bad now that she
wasfacinghertruemotivations.
“Well,then,youaccomplishedyourgoals,”Blake
replied.
“I can’t believe I’m feeling a tinge of guilt here.
You’regoodatthis.”
“Oh, honey, by the time I’m through with you,
you will be very sorry and contrite. Very sorry,
indeed. And when you’re trying to sit in that
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