CHAPTER 444

“Then you’d better strip them clothes off and crawl in bed.”

“Kane—”

He was right in her face. “No arguin’ with me. Do it. Now.”

Ginger’s hazel eyes sparked defiance for a second. But she whirled around and stomped to the bedroom. About halfway down the hallway, she tossed out, “This’d better be good, McKay.”

Any leniency he might’ve had vanished with that challenge.

He snatched a bottle of lube and his other supplies from the bathroom. He locked the bedroom door and saw the outline of her body beneath the covers. “Ginger, I’m givin’ you a choice. Handcuffs or rope?”

Slowly, the covers peeled back. Her hair appeared first, since it stuck straight up from static electricity. “You’re serious.”

“Yep. Choose or I will.”

Ginger smoothed her hair back and studied him. “Rope.”

Kane lifted his hand and let the length of rope dangle from his fingertips. “On your knees, arms above your head, palms on the mattress.”

It might’ve surprised him that she turned over and assumed the position without