“I have sponsors. And agents. Doctors and trainers. Those are business relationships. You and I are a lot of things, but business partners is not one of them.” She licks her lips—licks her fucking lips—gaze bouncing between my eyes while her hands grip the edge of the mattress. “Why not? We could be.” This woman never backs down. It’s fucking infuriating, and I love that about her. “Because the things I dream about doing to you are horribly unprofessional.”
