Being stuck in the friend-zone sucked. I was done. Blake had been single long enough, and if I didn’t make a move, she’d get together with the wrong man again. Because the right one was me.
He’s surly and mean. He makes grown men cower. And I give him massages every week. Everyone in this city has heard of Hudson Katz—the Midas man. Every project he touches turns to gold. But he’s not fa…
