ISABELLE
I stared at Matt for a while as words failed me. Mama always says she’s never met someone as stubborn as I am. But this man, right before me, was something else entirely.
“Your level of confidence is admirable,” I said carefully. “And I trace it to the fact that you’re used to getting what you want.”
“That would be accurate.” His eyes darkened as they traveled over me. “I’ve studied your body, Isabelle. I see the way it yearns for me.”
Heat flooded my cheeks, but I refused to look away.
“And being a businessman has taught me that most good things in life aren’t easy to get. I’m not immune to challenges, so here I am.”
He leaned forward, his expression unreadable. “I don’t know why, but I get the feeling you didn’t read through the whole thing. But we can always iron out wha
