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His light green eyes had pinned her with an intensity that sent shivers along her spine and the sexual tension had made her want to run from the elegant dining room.

“You feel it?”

“No,” she told him firmly. “It’s nothing. I am here to do a job and then move on to the next. I really want this, but I am not desperate enough to sleep with the boss.”

“You are your own boss,” he had pointed out mildly as he cut into his rosemary chicken.

“You know what I mean.”

“I am attracted to you.” She had felt a jolt at that.

“You will get over it.”

“I doubt it. Eat.”

She had finished the meal and left and thought that was the end of it. But she had not counted on his persistence. He got in her face every chance until she had a showdown with him that ended up with them practically ripping clothing to get to skin. He ravaged her and left her breathless and trembling. But still, she would not give in.

Remi smiled slightly as she recalled how he had rolled over her objections and denials of what was between them. She’d found herself telling him of her childhood and the horror she and her brother had gone through.

But getting to the point where she agreed to come and live with him in his fancy loft had been a struggle. “You cannot be serious.”

“Where did you think this was leading to?” The impatience in his voice had been rife. “I am in love with you-“

No.” She had shaken her head and backed away, eyes wide with fright. “You don’t know what the hell you are saying.”

“I am in love with you and would like us to live together.” He had approached her purposefully. “I am not going to take no for an answer.”

“You think you can control me?” She had lashed out in defense. “You think because you are this big shot billionaire that you can just get me to do whatever the hell you want?”

“I am not either one of your parents.” He had told her patiently. “I am just a guy who is in love with you and would like nothing better than to spend the rest of my life showing you that love exists.”

“Why me?”

“My heart chose you.” He had sighed deeply. “I cannot explain it Remi, all I know is the first time I saw you; I knew.”

“That’s ridiculous.”

His eyes had flared, but he had held onto patience. For the first six months he had refused to let up, until she moved in with him.

Now they were at another crossroads. He wanted a child and she was trying to avoid the discussion. He had given her until he returned and that time was almost at an end.

She loved him. It had taken all she had to admit it, but it was clear that he had broken through her resolve and the steel barricades she had put up to keep him out.

So, now she depended on him for everything and it scared her spitless. He was now her focus and that was something she had never wanted to give to a living soul, except her brother.

Pressing a hand against her stomach, she deliberately turned away from thinking about her crappy childhood. She had major work to do tomorrow and knowing her man the way she had come to know him, there was going to be an argument. Shoving herself off the lip of the tub, she went to relieve herself with the intention of going back to bed.

*****

“You look like hell.”

“Why thank you honey, just the kind of pick me up I was looking for. I need a gin and tonic.” She motioned the eager maître D’ over and placed the order.

“Isn’t it a little too early?”

“It’s evening in Europe.” She cast him an impish smile, more than a little proud of him. David Wilcox was on the fast track to making partner at his law firm and was driven and focused. She and her brother had beaten the odds and came out on top.

It was a major accomplishment. “And you are being judgmental,” she told him dryly as she accepted the drink. “I need it.”

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