Have you ever hated someone so bad you could scream? That's what this man does to me. That... and seriously aroused.
He's a smug, arrogant jerk from a rival company who knows exactly what he's making me feel with that stupid smirk. And I can't help but feel hot and bothered. Not that I'll show it on the outside. I won’t give him that satisfaction.
He makes me confused. I want to punch him in the face one moment. Then I’m fantasizing about riding him like there's no tomorrow the next. What’s wrong with me?
I know men like him. They’ll conquer you one night, then vanish from your life forever. Nothing good comes from getting involved with them. Especially when it involves my heart.
Unfortunately, I find myself trapped with my business rival in a life-or-death situation, forced to work together or freeze into a pair of popsicles. Yeah, seriously.
The man makes my blood boil. But will I be able to fend off my desires and protect my heart from him?
Or… will the idea of hate sex be too strong to resist?