Claire's POV
Before I could even open my mouth, Xander's voice rumbled out from right behind me.
"When did I ever say I wanted her money?"
I stood up and spun around. There stood Xander, travel-worn and dusty from his journey, but not even that could dim his sharp, stunning good looks.
Sam's face darkened into a grim scowl as he climbed to his feet.
Xander stepped forward, looping one arm around my waist like it was the most natural thing in the world. When his gaze flicked over to Sam, it carried a bone-chilling, overwhelming iciness that crushed everything in its path.
"Mr. Shelby, if you've got nothing better to do with your time, why don't you go home and check if your company won that bid you submitted last week?"
All the blood drained from Sam's face instantly, leaving him as
