Page 16 of Masked in Deception

Jack:

Why is your location in the middle of a field at 3 a.m.??

Answer your phone, Margot. This isn’t funny, and I’m not laughing.

Margot:

Some of my friends invited me to a country music rave!

It honestly sucks, but they have a frozen daiquirita machine…

You should come!

Jack:

I’m in another state, Princess. You need to go home.

I just called your driver. He’ll be there soon, and you’re going home with him.

Margot:

I’m fine, Jack…seriously. I’ve had like two drinks. We’re just dancing. You’re not my dad.

Jack:

You’re right, I’m not. If I were, I would have spanked you more and let you get away with less, and you wouldn’t be such a brat, putting yourself in dangerous fucking situations.

Margot:

You want to spank me?

Jack:

At this moment? Yes. You have no idea how badly.

You can’t just be out at 3 a.m., Margot. That shit isn’t safe.

You should have told me you wanted to go to this thing, and I could have flown up to be with you.

Margot:

Have you ever wanted to spank me before?

Jack:

…You told me you weren’t drunk.

Margot:

I’m not…

Jack:

Answer your phone, or the next time I see you, I’m absolutely spanking you.

Jack:

Who is this asshole you’re hugging on your page, and why are you in Miami?