Chapter 21: A Fair Trade
I glared at Arthur, pissed and flustered. What the hell was wrong with this man? I didn't mean to eavesdrop. Did he have to act like I'd committed a felony?
"I want you!"
The words dropped from his mouth like they were nothing. Just three casual syllables that sent my brain short-circuiting.
I stared at him, completely thrown, but he didn't look angry. In fact, the corners of his mouth curved into the kind of smile that could ruin a woman's life. The cold, distant expression he usually wore had melted into something dangerous and intoxicating. And I hated how I noticed.
God help me, the man was stupid hot. That effortless confidence, that quiet, powerful presence... it was like gravity. But then his hand moved. Toward my chest.
I snapped out of it fast.
"Are
