A teaser from my Work In Progress.

“Your arrogance really knows no limits. Just stay out of it. Please. I don’t need your help.”

“And yet you’re getting it anyhow.”

Frustration bubbled over and she let out screech. “Why are you being so stubborn?”

“Because I like you.”

Way to suck the irritation out of her. She blinked at him, noted for the first time since he’d abducted her this morning that he still wore the suit of the night before, albeit wrinkled, and with the tie hanging loose. His jaw glinted gold with the rough start of stubble, and lines of fatigue creased his features.

The truth struck her. “You never left last night.”

“Of course I didn’t. Did you really think I’d leave after seeing that message and how frightened you were?”

The realization he’d stuck around, just to watch over her wrenched at her heart. Here he’d done something utterly sweet, uncalled for and yet so nice, and here she was being a right bitch.

And why?

Because he scared her.

Arik frightened her not because she feared he’d harm her in any way despite her accusation of him kidnapping her. No, she feared him because he seemed too good to be true. Look at him. Rich, handsome, sexy beyond belief, totally interested in her, not at all daunted or put off by her stubborn attitude and sometimes acerbic tongue.

The perfect package—with the classic bitchy mother. He was every girl’s romantic fantasy. But she didn’t believe it. Didn’t believe she could be so lucky.