Nothing ventured, nothing banged. Ash I still don't know how it happened. One minute I was arguing with my arrogant competitor-our usual trash-talk over who deserves the larger commission. But somehow I went from throwing down to kneeling down... It can never happen again. I don't even like Braht. He's too slick. He's a manipulating mansplaining party boy in preppy clothes. So why can't I get him out of my head? Braht There are two things I know without question. One: Ash and I are destined for each other. Two: never trust a man with a unibrow. Ash is my missing my piece. She's the sweet cream to my gourmet espresso. And nothing gets me going faster than her contempt for me. They don't call her the Ashkicker for nothing. Eventually I'll win her over...if my past doesn't ruin everything first.

Nothing ventured, nothing banged.

I'm a very smart woman--a total girl boss. And I'm on track to win a bonus at work that will solve all my problems.

Until he comes along with his slick banter and party boy smile, trying to snatch away a commission that I deserve.

But I won't go down without a fight. He can't bring me to my knees. (Except for that one time in the pantry. But we're not discussing it ever again.)

He's my enemy. I want to crush him.

I also want to lick him. And it's kind of a problem. Because I need to win this thing.

And I can't risk losing my heart.