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Despite the ungodly, middle-of-the-night hour, he maintains his Apollo looks and elegance even here in this grimy little county jail. An unfitting setting for the next heir to the Le Blanche Empire.
His thick dark brown hair is slicked back as if it was styled for a Tom Ford advert.
His sculpted jawline and cheekbones are enhanced by a five-o’clock shadow and his glacier-blue eyes are chef-knife sharp. Sharp and clear as a sheet of ice. And just as cold.
Asher Le Blanche is the kind of man who commands attention when he enters a room. Although he’s a world class jerk-off who could chew you up and swallow you whole on a daily basis, the magazines call him one of the most desirable bachelors in America.
To me he was the guy I was obsessed with since I was ten.
Unfortunately, I was cursed to remember that. Along with how I snuck into his room on the night of my eighteenth birthday and waited for him,nakedunder his sheets. I wanted him to be my first.
I don’t know what stroke of madness came over me to offer myself to him like a sacrificial virgin. But I did.
I’m brave that way. Here’s my problem: I. Don’t. Think.
On that night I was Persephone, Goddess of Spring, and I wanted him to be my Hades.
His rejection still echoes off the fragile walls of my heart.
The foolish mistake of throwing myself at my brother’s best friend is what sent me fleeing into the accident.
My only reprieve is that he doesn’t know I remember. I kept that secret to myself.
It’s been three long years since I last saw him. No way could I imagine that our reunion would be this nightmare.
I’m mortified that Asher knows the crazy thing I’ve done, that I’m in jail, and I have no job, nowhere to live, and he has to rescue me.
But the worst thing? Seeing him still sends ripples of desire racing through my body.
“You’re free to go.” The guard unlocks my cell. “You’re lucky your friend here came when he did. Another five minutes and you would have spent the whole day with us.”
I say nothing. It’s best I don’t.
I look up at Asher and his eyes lock on mine. His expression shifts from disgust to disapproval to disappointment.
My pride shrivels to nothing under the rocks clogging my throat.
Why does fate continue to be so cruel to me?
With my dignity in scraps I step out of the cell and Asher moves closer.
He’s six foot six but under the weight of his scrutiny he seems as colossal as a Titan rising from the depths of the ocean. Or the Underworld.
At five foot four I always feel like a gnat next to him. And he always treats me like one.
“Josh couldn’t make it.” That’s all he says in a rich deep baritone laced with power and dominance. He always sounds like that when he’s angry.
“Thank you for coming to get me.” My voice sounds mechanical and forced, because it is. I don’t want to speak to him but I know I have to. He’s here and he would have paid for everything. “It must have taken hours to drive from the Hamptons.”
“Three hours. Thanks for that.”
“I didn’t mean for any of this to happen. I?—”
“Let’s just go.”
The guard waves us forward, and we follow.
I walk past missing-teeth guy, who blows kisses at me, and stalker guy, who continues his creepy stare.
