Chapter 9

Nicholas Connelly was obviously not a man it would be wise to cross! Or be attracted to… Unfortunately, Caroline suspected it was already too late to warn herself off being attracted to him. Just looking at him sent shivers of awareness up and down her spine. That over-long dark hair. Those dark and piercing eyes. The firm sensuality of his mouth. The lean sensitivity of his hands. The leashed power in that perfectly muscled body…

“No doubt you have one of those perfect lives” Nicholas continued scathingly. “Perfect life. Perfect friends. Perfect parents. Perfect relationships. Perfect everything.”

Perfect relationships? He had no idea! Caroline thought.

“Come on, Care—”

“I believe I told you I prefer to be called Caroline!”

Nicholas glanced at her, irritated with himself because of how attractive he found the way the color came and went in her cheeks, and the way her eyes sparkled with emotion when she was angry or annoyed— Whoa! Caroline Anderson wasn