The only thing worse than a natural disaster? The man offering to help me recover from it.
I don't care how Eli Raider is a billionaire and has the most beautiful blue eyes I've ever seen - eyes I want to drown in while I explore those muscles no man who isn't an athlete should have - because he's a Class A Jerk. I want nothing to do with him.
Which is why I turn down his offer of help after a hurricane destroys the brewing facilities at Five Fathoms Brewing.
Matter solved.
Except my interfering wannabe matchmaking friends point out the truth. The brewery can't survive unless we can brew beer soon and who knows how long it'll be until we're up and running again. And I realize I can't say no.
But make no mistake about it - accepting help from Eli doesn't mean I forgive him for what he did to me in high school. He can bring me coffee and muffins every morning until the end of time, it won't change my mind.
Eli Raider is my enemy and nothing he does will change that.