Can Caroline bounce back after her career takes a nose dive due to the negligence of an uncaring, disengaged man who ran her down without so much as an apology? Elliott Maxwell is busy saving his grandmother’s company from his scheming stepmother. He decides he needs a mole and thinks Caroline is perfect for the job. Previously… Caroline continues to work into the night with Kitty until Ted, her supposed fiancée, comes in to take her home. He is loud and obnoxious, but that is not the worse of it. He kisses Caroline on their way out of the building because he sees Kitty coming towards them and he panics. Elliott sees this happen and is furious.
Caroline allowed Ted to put her into the back of the car before he turned and quickly left the scene of the most awkward moment of her life. At least in recent history. Turning toward Elliott, she recoiled back into herself when she saw the anger flashing in his eyes. It took her a minute, but when Caroline found her backbone, she straightened and came out swinging.
“Oh no you don’t, Mister,” she growled, “You don’t get to be the one who is angry at Ted and me. He was only doing what you told him to.”
“That did not include his lips on yours,” he replied in a voice that made Caroline cringe. She could see why he was so successful. With a menacing voice combined with the daggers shooting from his eyes, she felt like she was going to self-combust right there.
“Well, I’m sorry, Mr. High and Mighty. But he was only doing what he felt was right. It was a stupid plan— “ she didn’t get to finish. She suddenly found herself hauled into Elliott’s lap and his mouth kissing hers.
Oh my gosh, could the man kiss, was the first thought Caroline had. The second was What the hell am I doing? Pushing against his chest, she reluctantly backed away from him, giving herself some breathing space. Looking down at her twisting fingers, she was afraid to meet his eyes.
“Caroline?” Elliott gently questioned her as he lifted her face so her eyes could meet his. “Do you understand?”
She knew her eyes showed the uncertainty as she whispered, “Understand what, Elliott?”
“Baby, these lips are mine.” Gently bending his head to place a tender kiss on the lips that he had just claimed. Pulling back, he said, “And I don’t share well.”
Giggling, Caroline immediately thought of a little boy who looked just like Elliott sitting in school not wanting to share his blocks and cars with the other children. Wait! A little Elliott? Where the hell had that thought come from? Giggling more, she felt herself losing control.
Hearing the concern in Elliott’s voice had her sobering immediately. “I’m sorry, Elliott. I just had a vision of something funny. I wasn’t laughing at you. Honestly.”
“Care to share?” He would like to know what had made her laugh at his words about sharing. He found no humor in that at all. Perhaps there was more to her than he thought. Was she into that kind of thing? “Look, Caroline, if you are into sharing, that’s not my scene.”
“Elliott! Oh my God! I can’t believe you thought that!” Mortified, Caroline felt her face flame.
“Well, you started giggling when I was very seriously telling you I don’t share. What was I supposed to think?”
“Get your mind out of the gutter,” playfully punching him in the chest. “I was just thinking of a young boy sitting on the floor not wanting to share his cars and blocks.”
“Who was the boy?”