She thought I was lying.
The first time we met, she dismissed me as a smooth-talking stranger with a cheap pickup line and easy smile…and decided to walk away. I should’ve forgotten her. I didn’t.
Now she’s on my doorstep—surprised, breathtaking, saying my name like she owns it. And all I can think about is pressing her against the wall and stealing the words from her mouth.
Because she’s wrong about me. I’m exactly who I said I was—the artist her boss is desperate to sign. The man behind the metalwork her boss can’t stop talking about.
Now she’s here to convince me to agree to an exclusive show. I might. On one condition. I get what I want. And what I want… is her.
