I suppose I might have had a privileged, over-indulged life, but I tried every day to be nice and not take advantage of the people around me. I sometimes spent too much money, and I’d had a few wild times in the past, but I was never one of the tabloid-princess celebrities who are always pouring money away or belittling the people around them. I don’t think I’d done anything to deserve the way Cole was treating me, and at present there wasn’t anything I could do to change it—except fire Sebastian and his whole company, which I was on the edge of doing all week. I liked Sebastian, and I trusted him, and I was in a bad situation with this stalker. After I cooled down that first day, I’d determined to give it a week, and then decide if I was going to get rid of the asshole. Fortunately, Cole seemed to be not quite so offensive after the first day. He was cold and gruff and irrationally grumpy, but I figured that was his normal attitude. If he’d continued to act as horribly as he had the first day, I never would have made it through the week with him.
