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so fiercely that she began to back-up.  Unfortunately , there was nowhere to go and he clamped his arm around her waist , pinning her to his side and occasionally brushing his hand across her skirt just hard enough to cause her more discomfort.  By the time pictures had been taken and documents signed, Tess was ready for a drink, or ten.
    The limo ride was short and Tess made a point of sitting across from Rory instead of next to him.  Molly and Patrick were whispering and smiling, not an inch separating them.  Rebecca was unusually quiet, her small hand resting on the swell of her stomach.  Mason had insisted she would be more comfortable in the limo and she was , except for the tension she sensed between Rory and Tess.  It seemed that Tess was as uncomfortable as she was for some reason.  Watching Tess squirm and fidget it suddenly dawned on Rebecca exactly what was wrong with Tess and she gasped.  Instantly Rory had his arm around her.
    “Are you okay , Rebecca? ” he asked solicitously, concern etched in his rugged face.  “Do you need me to call Mason?”
    “No, I' m fine,” Rebecca assured him as her eyes flitted uneasily between Rory and Tess.  Good Lord, not another one she thought.  There just could not be so many men in one area that believed in spanking their women. It was unheard of in this day and age .  Mason and Nick were brothers, so it stood to reason they might hav e this character flaw in common, but Rory too?  N o way.  He was a detective for God’s sake, sworn to uphold the law , protect and serve.  Rebecca looked away, realizing she was staring at Rory in amazement only to find Molly blushing profusely.  Horrified by what she saw in Molly’s face she burst out, “Not you too?”
    Molly slipped across the space between the seats quickly, taking Rebecca’s hand as she settled in beside her.  Rory and Patrick exchanged confused glances, but Rebecca ignored them.  If sweet funny Patrick spanked his wife, then there was no help for any of them.  Molly was psychic , she had to see it coming.  Why didn’t she run ?
    Molly ’s laughter tinkled through the limo like crystal wind chimes on a summer breeze.  Why indeed?  Pushing the question out of her mind she concentrated on soothing Rebecca.
    “No need to worry about anything Rebecca.  Everything is exactly as it should be,” she murmured , her voice as soft as angle wings.
    “Somebody better tell me what the hell’s going on in the next two seconds,” Rory’s voice boomed, making both Rebecca and Tess jump.  “Do I need to stop this car and call Mason?  Rebecca , are you in pain ?   Don’t try to be brave , Honey.   Just tell us so we can get some help.”
    “Only in my ears,” Rebecca shot back , her green eyes flashing.  “They’re all Neander thals aren’t they?” she asked of no one in particular , shaking her head in wonder. 
    “Be still , Rory,” Molly instructed quietly.  “ Rebecca’s fine, the baby is fine.  No need to call Mason at all.  We’ll be there in a few minutes and Mason will take care of his wife.”
    Rebecca shot Molly a suspicious look.  Mason hadn’t spanked her since he found out she was pregnant, though Lord knows, he’d wanted too. 
    Correctly interrupting the concern in Rebecca’s eyes, Molly hurried to reassure her.
    “ No, of course not Sweetheart, don’t even fret about that,” Molly told her kindly.  “ But the other thing...,” she whispered, “the white board.  That’s not going to work.  He has a hard copy.”
    Rebecca gasped again.  She knew exactly what Molly was referring to.  Mason had a white board on the back of their closet door on which he kept track of what he considered "serious" infractions that Rebecca had committed during her pregnancy.  The intention was to let her know they would deal with these later.  Rebecca had a habit of ‘accidentally’ brushing against the board and removing several of these at a time. 
    “For crying out