I’m selling your fantasy. Are you buying? Life has a way of throwing you a curveball when you least expect it, and mine left me with nothing. Now, I’m a male escort. I make good money, really good money and I’m living the life most guys would kill for, but I’m not happy. I haven’t been since she left me six years ago. Six long years, and there she is…as a client. Alexa Trent broke me once, and I’m not sure any amount of time heals the kind of wounds she inflicted. The question is, can I remain professional with the woman I both loathe and love? Lust and hate are so very close. I’ve never had a problem lusting after her, but with her wealthy husband looking on, hatred shouldn’t be too hard to muster.