As usual, I lost my breath at the sight of him, which reignited my fading irritation. Why did he have that effect on me? When was I going to become immune to his hotness?
He glanced over and his lips curved into a slow, heart-stopping smile when he saw me.
Great. Just my crappy luck. I'd become some kind of challenge.
James's smile faded into a frown. "We'll finish this later," he murmured to his companions without looking away from me.
Stepping into the car, he lifted a hand to discourage them from following him. They blinked in surprise, glancing at me, then James, and then back again.
I stepped out, deciding it would be safer for my sanity to take a different car up.
"Not so fast, Emmy." James caught me by the elbow and tugged me back. The doors shut and the elevator glided smoothly into motion.
"What are you doing?" I snapped. After dealing with my father, the last thing I needed was another domineering male trying to push me around.
