“Hawk gets in my face, his muzzle practically to my nose. “If you were a man, I’d turn you over my knee and spank you like a child, since you’re acting like one.”
I’m not sure why, but the angry flick of his tail hitting his thighs and the loom of him over me doesn’t make me any madder. If anything, it makes heat uncurl deep in my belly. “My gender shouldn’t matter.”
His eyes narrow. “So you do want me to spank you.”
Now we’re both breathing hard.
“Hey, uh,” Lark says. “I think I speak for all of us when I say ‘What the fuck?’ ”