Deadline....Whenever — Starla Kaye

Tori tried to find the courage to walk into the church and face her former friends and neighbors, and to see her father one final time. In a casket. He hadn't even told her he was dying, but then they hadn't been close. She flung the car door open and right into someone who swore a blue streak in a deep, melt-your-insides masculine voice. She knew without looking that the voice belonged to the boy she'd once had an enormous crush on. Such was her luck. Wrong time. Wrong place. Wrong man.Garrett stared at the dazzling beauty, remembering the gangly girl she'd been. Not that he'd paid much attention to the much younger sister of his best friend in the past. She was impossible to ignore now. She was also just plain impossible. He quickly figured that out when she got all bristly about having inherited both a percentage of her father's newspaper and him as her partner. It didn't take him long to decide she'd be spending time over his knee getting her sweet bottom spanked. She should have just let him buy her out.He was a burr in her panties, a thorn in her shoe. Dreamy-sigh handsome and sexy, too. She'd like to say he tricked her into remaining his partner, but the truth was, she found him intriguing. Well, not so much the first time he planted her over his knee and spanked her. Still, she couldn't seem to sell her shares of the paper to him. He made her want to prove herself to the town, to him. But could they really work together without killing each other? Could she trust her heart to this world-hardened man? Could she get him to put his hands somewhere besides firmly on her bottom?