Convenient Cinderella Bride. Joss Wood

      Kat didn’t know how to respond so she just folded her arms and tapped her foot.

      “Are you working tonight? Would you like to have dinner with me?”

      “I’m not working,” Kat replied, walking back to her hostess’s desk. Scooting behind it, she reached into the narrow cupboard and yanked out her bag. Opening the zip, she removed an envelope.

      “Okay, so I’ll collect you at seven thirty,” Jonas said, supremely confident.

      “I might be free, but I’m not going to dinner with you,” Kat told him, wishing she was brave enough, bold enough, to tell him she didn’t want food but she wouldn’t say no to a night of no-strings, blow-her-socks-off sex. But she’d never been a girl who could so frankly state what she wanted.

      Besides, as hot as that fantasy was, she wasn’t really the one-night-stand type.

      “Why not?” Jonas demanded, frowning.

      Kat looked at him, amused by the confusion on his face. Obviously he didn’t hear the word no very often, and why would he? He was good-looking, rich, successful and smart. When he asked a woman out, the default response was probably “Yes, yes, God, yes.”

      But for Kat, there were so many reasons to say no. I don’t have time to date. You’re so out of my league. We have nothing in common. But, mostly, I hate that I’m so crazy attracted to you that there’s a good chance I’ll jump you as soon as we’re alone.