Free Maid for Spanking by Paige Tyler

weren’t calling the cops right now. Eager to get in and
back out before someone came to investigate—or worse, Fulton came
home—she carefully reached inside the opening and unlocked the door.
Saying a silent prayer to Heaven that Fulton didn’t have a security alarm, she
slowly pushed it open. Colleen carefully stepped over the broken glass, then closed the door behind her. She looked around,
breathing a sigh of relief when she didn’t see a keypad for an alarm.
    So far, so
good.
    The house was quiet and her
breathing sounded loud in her own ears as she hurriedly made her way through
the kitchen and down the hallway to Fulton’s home office. Once there, she made
a beeline for the hard drives. One look at the computer monitor told her what
she’d suspected. Fulton was running a program to decrypt the hard drive
connected to it.
    Swearing under her breath,
she unhooked the hard drive from the computer and deleted everything the
decryption software had already decoded. Cradling the hard drives in the crook
of her arm, she turned to go when she spotted a gym bag on the floor beside the
desk. She grabbed the bag and stuffed the hard drives into it.
    “What the hell do you think
you’re doing?”
    Colleen jerked her head up to
find a tall, blond-haired man standing in the doorway. At the incredulous look
on his face, she could only assume he must be Steve’s former business partner,
Ed Fulton.
    Her hand tightened around the
handle of the gym bag as she frantically tried to think of something to say. “I…I
was just…”
    Colleen’s voice trailed off
as Fulton advanced on her, a menacing look in his eyes. Heart pounding, she
backpedaled. Her gaze darted to the door. With Fulton between her and it, she
had no hope of escape. Unless…
    She waited until Fulton was
right in front of her, then swung the bag full of hard
drives at his head with all her strength. Fulton fell to his knees with a
curse. Colleen wasted no time. Bag in hand, she raced
out of the room and down the hallway into the kitchen. Yanking open the door, she flew outside, almost stumbling as she ran
around the front of the house and down the street to where her car was parked.
    Jumping in, she started the
engine and put the car in gear just as Fulton came bounding out the front door
and down the steps. Heart pounding so loud she could hear it, Colleen floored
the gas pedal and sped away from the curb, too afraid to look back to see if
she was being followed.
     
    * * * * *
     
    Steve swore under his breath
as he stared at the useless computers and blank monitors. He’d been a fool to trust
Colleen. And if he hadn’t been so distracted by her pretty face and sexy ass,
he would have known something about her had been off. Hell, everything about
her had been off. What computer programmer would get a job as a freaking maid,
for crying out loud?
    Shit .
    That was the last time he
ever listened to what his gut told him about anything. And it was sure as hell
the last time he thought with his dick, that was for damn sure. God, he’d been
so stupid. And the worst part was that he’d let himself fall for her.
    There was a piece of him that
wanted to believe he was wrong about her, but nothing, not even the tears in
her beautiful blue eyes when she’d begged him to believe her could refute the
evidence. There had been no forced entry, which meant whoever had stolen his
hard drives had the security code to the alarm and the key to his house. No one
had those except his maid.
    He shook his head. She
couldn’t possibly think she was going to get away with it. The police were
going to search her apartment and find those hard drives. Unless
she’d hidden them somewhere else. Or was working with a partner. Like
Fulton? The thought made his jaw clench.
    The doorbell rang,
interrupting his thoughts. It’d probably be too much to hope that it was cops
coming to tell him they’d found his hard drives.
    The bell chimed again, more
insistently this time. Someone was