Sexy Suit

When I met Ryan, I might''ve been trying to break into his basement.
It was for a good cause. I swear. Also, my dog broke in first.
Ryan Blake is jaw-dropping handsome, wealthy & cocky. Not quite my type. By some miracle, he doesn''t call the police on me when he catches me trying to rescue my dog. He even fetches a doctor for me. Don''t ask why.
I don''t figure I''ll see him again. Then, I do. Then, he kisses me. Once. Twice. Is three times the charm? To be honest, I swooned at the first kiss.
All swooning aside, we are seriously opposites. I wear cowboy boots and skirts. He wears suits and ties. He''s all New York City. I''m a Southern girl looking for a new start. We even talk at different speeds.
The list of things I don''t expect from Ryan is long. I don''t expect him to think twice about me.
I don''t expect him to nearly bring me to my knees with a look. I don''t expect him to be so much more than I ever imagined. I absolutely don''t expect to fall for him. So hard I''m skidding sideways just to catch my balance.