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shoving him away.
    He cupped Liv's round bottom, finding that her thin jeans weren't much of an impediment. Excellent. Watching her face to gauge her reaction, he raised his hand and swatted her behind firmly.
    She squealed and smacked his shoulder. "Hey!"
    He did it again and she glowered at him. Liv squirmed in the arch of his arms, but didn't try to escape. In fact, she pushed her bottom back toward his hand, encouraging him more.
    A few more spanks and she got wide-eyed and red-cheeked. He bent his head and found her lips. They were sweet and warm. Her response was eager. His erection throbbed against her lightly-cushioned belly.
    "There now, darlin'," he soothed as he raised his head. Her eyes were unfocused. "Liv."
    "Mmm."
    He swatted her again several times and she moaned, blue eyes shut tight. "How close are you, angel?"
    "Close, Trey."
    He cupped her bottom again, pleased to feel the extra heat emanating from those perfect globes. "Don't use the vibrator and there will be a reward in it for you."
    "Vibrator?"
    "Liv. Don't use it." He gave her another hard smack.
    "Oh God, Trey. Don't stop."
    He kissed her forehead, the tip of her nose, and then took her lips again, nibbling for a moment before finding her tongue with his own. Her response was to welcome him deep into her mouth. When he broke their kiss, she was rubbing her belly against the solid bulge in his jeans and punctuating his spanks with soft sounds of pleasure.
    "No vibrator, Liv. Don't forget."
    "Okay. Let me come now."
    He pulled away from her and she almost stumbled. As he held her firmly, he smiled at her frown. "Reward later, darlin'. You mind first."
    "Trey… You want me to beg? Is that it?"
    Her face was so smooth under his fingers. "Hell no. I want you to earn your reward, that's all."
    "Later?"
    He nodded. "Yup."
    Her sigh was deep as she took a step back. "How will you know I ob- did what you asked?"
    "I'll know."
    "Hmph. Well, I won't test you." She looked at her shoes, a blush rising to her cheeks. "I want more."
    A little chuckle burbled up in his throat. "Yeah, you do."
    She frowned. "Don't be so smug."
    "Me? Smug?"
    "You are not my boss, Trey. If I do what you want, it's because I want to do it."
    He shrugged. "No, I'm not your boss. Does that bother you?"
    * * *
    Liv considered that question carefully, because in some ways, yes, it did bother her. She hadn't had a boyfriend in two years—ever since she, well, since she changed. She'd been chalking it up to career pressure, but that wasn't the truth.
    Because Liv was successful in her career, most men assumed that she was a take-charge kind of woman in all aspects of her life. But oh how she'd love to give up some of that control and float on a sea of trust and duty. Trust in someone to care about her, and duty to one to whom she felt loyal. There was no one like that in her life.
     To top it off, her body just wasn't something she could share easily anymore. She was self-conscious out of her clothes, which was a sharp difference between her Paris days and current times. She didn't like her new body, even though it was easier to maintain.
    If she had a "boss" who cared about how she felt, he would want her the way she was, chubby and not particularly in vogue. He would give her support with her career.
    It did bother her that no one was her boss. Surprisingly, it bothered her enough that she got defensive about it.
    "In case you hadn't noticed it, Trey, I'm doing okay on my own."
    He grinned, unharmed by her barb. "Oh yeah, I noticed.”
    "Are you nominating yourself as Boss of Liv?"
    Laughing, he took her hand and started down the trail heading toward the photo shoot. "I might be. Not sure I know enough to hire you yet, though."
    She pulled back her hand and stopped. "Not sure? What do you mean by that?"
    "I'm not sure you're ready to follow orders from an officer."
    "Don't go all soldierly on me, Trey. I'm not a recruit."
    He took her hand again and they traveled a few more steps. "I'll