It seemed like loving Liv had enriched Trey’s life tenfold. Ace, though, was a confirmed bachelor. At nearly 38, he’d pretty much given up on meeting that perfect woman who would both suit his personality and his physical needs. The physical aspect was the easiest part to fit into place. Most women he’d been with—each carefully chosen—had been enthusiastic about their sexual encounters. Even the spanking aspect. But it seemed like modern women came in two categories: hard-edged and doormat. Ace concluded that finding someone in-between was a lost cause.His eye was caught by someone rushing away in the opposite direction of the banquet-seeking guests. Gabriella Appleby. Young, fresh, brimming with personality and laughter, she had the potential to be someone very special. Unfortunately, she had this annoying proclivity to tell lies when it suited her. He’d volunteered to try to spank the lies and deceit out of her when she’d tried to undermine Liv’s modeling career to further her own, and the spanking had been harsh.
