Page 88 of Dare to Love

Wrong time, wrong place. Wrong everything.

He might want to return to where they’d been before he’d opened his big mouth and thrown her out of his hospital room, but she wanted nothing to do with him. She didn’t trust him, and he didn’t blame her. He needed to win her over before he could let himself even think about sinking back into her body. She needed to see he’d changed, grown up.

And maybe he needed to prove the same thing to himself.

“I’m in,” he told her.

“Excuse me?”

“I’ll take the job.”

She pinched the bridge of her nose. “Didn’t Ian tell you it’s up to me who to hire?”

Alex shook his head, silently cursing his manipulative brother. “No, I think the plan was to throw us in here like gladiators and see who survived.”

To his surprise, she let out an amused laugh.

The desire to kiss the dimples on either side of her mouth was strong. Beneath the table, he curled his fingers into fists, curbing his desire. His frustration wasn’t as easily controlled.

“I really don’t think we can work together,” she said, sobering.

“Then I’ll just have to convince you otherwise.”

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