She's never met the guy. But the hundred-message chain back and forth hostile email between them with unreasonable work demands is all she needs to know about him. The only thing that keeps her from storming to the top floor to yell at him is the two-year-old whose face lights up every time she calls her "Mommy."
Every day to get away from it all, she goes to the break room on the empty floor of her job and enjoys the hour away from everything. Until, one day, she enters her break room, and it's not empty.
She knows guys like Roc. Thinks they know everything. Entitled. Arrogant. Never been denied anything. Handsome and knows they're handsome. And she's not interested. Or rather, she can't be interested. Not in someone like him.
But Roc is relentless and willing to play the long game if it means having her. It's hard to resist when he looks at her like she's prey to be devoured. And she's not entirely unwilling to be that prey.