Alex stares at Callan for a moment. She feels equal parts frustrated, confused, and something else she doesn’t dare name.
“Then explain it,” she challenged, her voice quieter now, but no less steady. “Explain why you would tie your reputation, your company, your life to someone you supposedly can’t stand.”
His eyes once again dropped briefly to her mouth. When he spoke, his voice was lower. Rougher.
“Because you’re the only person I’ve ever met who wouldn’t bed,” he said. “The only one who wouldn’t try to please me, impress me, or take advantage of what I have.”
Her breath caught before she could stop it.
“And because,” he continued, just as quietly, “if I’m going to stand next to someone while the entire world watches, it’s going to be someone who can hold her ground when it matter
