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you investigate, but this is my business that's on the line, and if I want
to make the driver stick around while I check things out, then I will."
    "If you do that, you're jeopardizing
everything. They can't know we're on to them. We have absolutely no evidence
from yesterday."
    "Exactly, which is why
we need to catch them in the act today. " She nodded approval at her
reasoning.
    "Yes, we do, but we don't want them to
know. I doubt very seriously the driver is in on this, but if you open the box,
and find drugs inside, the first thing he's going to do is go back and tell his
superiors, then they shut things down and we're out of luck."
    "That won't happen."
    "Watch and see. You'll follow my rules
on this." He stood up, and Leslie was reminded of his size, his strength.
    "Listen, this is my store..." She jerked
her head toward the knock at the back door. "There he is now. The point is
mute. I'm doing it."
    She hurried toward the door, pushing it
open so the deliveryman could wheel his dolly inside. There were five boxes and
she frowned.
    "Hey Frank. I'm only supposed to get
three."
    He pulled out his machine and punched
some numbers. "They all have your name on them," he said, shrugging. "Maybe
you've got a surprise here."
    "Well, let's ope ..."
Leslie's words stopped when Reed grabbed her. He twirled her around, then slapped her behind. Her outraged cry filled the back
room and he slapped her behind again. Pain from the sharp slap radiated through
her buttocks and she gasped in outrage, putting her hands on her hips and
backing away from Reed.
    Then he turned to the deliveryman and
winked. "Sorry, just a little game we're playing."
    Frank grinned, trying to hide his
obvious laughter. Leslie glared at Reed, then turned
back to Frank. "I'm going to...ouch!"
    This time she stepped away from Reed,
who had swatted her behind twice more. And this time Frank laughed out loud.
    "Listen, I can take the hint if you two wanna be alone to play naughty girl gets a spanking." He
thrust the machine toward Reed, who took it and signed. "Have a good time."
    Frank rushed out the door and Leslie
crossed toward Reed, her arms raised to slap his face. He grabbed her wrist, turned
her and delivered five more swats, the sound of it filling the back room.
Leslie prayed that Tambi , or any customers, didn't
hear the spanking. She struggled as he pulled her against him.
    "Behave, and calm down."
    "You're fired! Get out." She continued
to struggle but he held her body close to his. Anger soared through her, making
her want to scream. Instead she silently fumed. Who the hell did this man think
he was? "Let go of me."
    "Not yet, not
until you're calmer." She detested the humor she heard in his voice.
"Besides, you can't fire me from my fake job. And that's exactly what it is,
remember? Fake."
    "Calmer? You just spanked me. How dare
you?" She pushed out with her arms, trying to break free from him but it was
useless. He held her close, his eyes alight with humor. Was he laughing at her?
How dare he !
    "I didn't really spank you," he replied.
"It was a few taps. If you want a spanking I'll give you one. It was the only
way I could think of to distract you and keep you from opening the boxes in front
of the deliveryman."
    "You jerk, you creep, you as..."
    "Don't say it."
    "You...donkey." She struggled
more. "Let me go and get out. Now."
    "No." He tightened his grip and she
wanted to cry out in frustration. How dare he treat her this way? She'd agreed to
have him stay here because she didn't want someone to use her as an unwitting
drug smuggler, and here he was, spanking her.
    They stood together for a few minutes,
her back pulled into his chest, his arms still tight around her waist. "Are you
going to calm down?" The unruffled tone of his voice made her want to scream
more. How dare he act as if nothing were wrong?
    "Fine, I'm calm. But I'm warning you,
unless you leave, I'm calling Chester and have him forcibly take you from my
store."
    "Doubt it." He