I felt right now as if I despised him-not just for my own sake, but for the sake of my sister, as well. Will had been right. Dear gentle Faith would never have been able to stand up to this man. I considered myself far tougher, knew I was having a time of it myself. How dare he judge me on such thin evidence....my worn-out couch and fledgling business. I couldn't abide people who tallied up a person's worth in such a superficial, materialistic way. But at the same time that I despised him, some powerful undercurrent of attraction, compelling and electric, arced between us. It was a force that...