Devastated by the abandonment of her unfaithful husband, Ryann finds herself struggling as a single mother to give her young son everything that she holds dear—the love and support of family. Just when life feels like it’s going to collapse on her, Kayne comes barging into her life to rescue her from herself. Her eldest brother’s best friend suddenly becomes her knight in shining armor (wearing a police badge) who takes a no-nonsense approach to altering some of Ryann’s bad habits. It starts with being bent over his knee for a good solid spanking.
Their friendship evolves into love and Ryann begins to picture spending the rest of her life with this man and blending their two families together. For the first time in nearly nine years, Ryann has hope that she will find true happiness with Kayne by her side. But living in a small town means that everyone knows your business—family, friends and enemies.
Unbeknownst to Kayne, Ryann’s ex-husband comes crashing back into her life and for reasons that were much more dangerous than unrequited love. Determined to prove her ability to take care of herself and ‘handle’ the drama, Ryann keeps the intrusion a secret from Kayne and her family. Unfortunately, secrets are discovered—especially when strangers come banging on the back door with demands to return an object that had been found in the old shed. Fear for the safety of hers and Kayne’s children leads to a confession and Ryann faces the consequences of her dishonesty. She always discovers the depth of Kayne’s unconditional love and ability to pleasure her heart and body.
Just when she thinks the drama is over, Ryann comes face to face with an unexpected enemy who wants what she has—Kayne. Did she learn her lesson this time around or was she bound to face another spanking from Kayne that she would never forget?
Ryann jumped at the sound of her phone ringing next to her. She plucked it off the seat and answered, swearing under her breath as her van momentarily veered into the other lane. With the phone wedged between her ear and shoulder, she waved at the driver of the Volvo, who rudely flipped her the bird.
“This is the school secretary. We are going to need you to come back to the facility.”
She rolled her eyes and quickly whipped the vehicle around in an illegal U-turn, ignoring the honk from the truck that nearly rear-ended her. Taking a deep breath as she started her way back towards the school, she asked, “Which kid is sick now?”
“Oh, no one is sick,” the other woman stated in a cheerful voice. “Unfortunately, your son was involved in a fight with another boy.”
“What? Is he okay?”
“No one is seriously hurt, but the principal wants to speak with you.”
“Damn it! I’m on my way,” she shouted, tossing the phone on the seat.
She caught the sudden blinking of blue lights out of the corner of her eye. “Just fucking great! Please don’t let it be Kayne. Please don’t let it be Kayne!” she muttered out loud, taking a moment to reflect her relationship with the old family friend.
Kayne Erickson had been a permanent, and often annoying, fixture in her life ever since she could remember. Like a knight in shining armor, the man stepped in to support her after her husband abandoned her and her son, James, for the bleached blonde, big breasted bartender who he allegedly met at a ‘convention.’
Since the divorce, her feelings for him had slowly changed. He became the person who was always available to listen to her complaints, fears, and doubts regarding raising James on her own and being able to provide everything the boy deserved to be happy and healthy. As a single father of a six-year-old, Kayne knew better than anyone the difficulties and hardships involved and never hesitated to speak truthfully about the realities of life, whether she liked it or not. Their history together had left him in a position that he knew her far better than she knew herself and had opened the door for a level of intimacy that she wasn’t entirely comfortable facing.
The sound of the sirens grew louder, accompanied by the projection of a male voice over the police vehicle’s speaker. Ryann mumbled one more prayer that the pursuing officer was anyone but Kayne before she glanced in the rear-view mirror. Her heart sank. Not only was it Kayne, but he was close enough on her tail that she could see the expression on his handsome face. With a groan, she dialed his cell number, instinctively knowing that this situation would not end well for her.
“Are you seriously calling me while I am trying to pull your ass over? Slow down now! You’re in a neighborhood, not on a race track!” His voice rumbled with annoyance.
“I can’t. It’s kind of an emergency,” Ryann replied, her eyes glued to the road.
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