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convinced himself he brought her to his villa solely for business reasons. So she could see firsthand the event site and not just to bed her. The sweet sleepy image of her had crept into his thoughts persistently. Her being vulnerable like that had him angry with himself. If something had happened to her because she fell asleep waiting for him...He muttered a curse.
    This woman was nothing like the women in his past, women he enjoyed but could walk away from. Avery was different. Intriguing. Or was she?
    All he really had to do was get to know her to break through the mystery.
    Ryker needed to remind himself again and again that Avery wasn’t his usual type, and he seriously doubted a woman like her would instinctually know his dating rules. She’d want more. Have him wanting more.
    And that wouldn’t cut it.
    Even so, he couldn’t keep himself from thinking about those gorgeous lips of hers, and how they would feel moving against his.
    He had to force himself to focus. Think clearly.
    “Come down,” he said, raking a frustrated hand through his hair, and his voice was gruff.
    Avery shook her head.
    Ryker glanced around, and then quickly realized the reason for her hesitation. The paparazzi. Right. She hated press.
    She couldn’t seem to force herself to step off the plane and into the spotlight. He had his driver open the trunk of his waiting limousine where he pulled out a raincoat. Then he took the steps leading up to the plane quickly, effortlessly. He wrapped her in his coat to protect her from the waiting photographers.
    She mumbled a thank you, got in the car, and trained her gaze out the window.
    There was a small smoldering silence.
    “Do you own all of this?” she asked incredulous. Then mumbled, “Not even a rich man like you should have the right to own sand.”
    Had she just insulted him?
    Ryker slighted another glance toward her. Her eyes spoke pure wonder and appreciation.
    “The landscape is beautiful. It’s why I bought the island.”
    “Beautiful isn’t the word for this. There’s no way to describe the magnificence, the majesty of this place.” She leaned back against the leather seat.
    Looking at her, seeing her reaction to the place he felt most at home pleased him.
    Damn dangerous pride.

Chapter Four
    As if riding in the private jet of a billionaire to his private island wasn’t enough to set Avery’s nerves to crackling embers, seeing his villa—if she could even call it that—would surely force her to combust.
    The word villa was so deceiving when it came right down to it. The word implied something small and quaint. To say this was a villa was a lot like saying the pyramids in Egypt were a pile of rocks in the desert. She felt a similar sense of awe and reverence to this place. Like she’d trespassed on sacred soil and would need to step lightly so as not to anger some mythical god.
    Eloquently positioned on a small cliff, the house took full advantage of the sea view where beaches sleepily collided with mountains and dense vegetation. The water, which stretched out to the left, was as clear as it was beautiful.
    Avery barely heard Ryker dismiss the driver, along with a staff of half dozen who were standing at attention, flanking the front door. Distracted by the beauty of the island, the impressive structure before her, and from struggling against all the emotions that came with being near Ryker, it hadn’t occurred to Avery to think about work.
    He moved to the back of the car and pulled out her old luggage. Her bags were vintage, the same couple of pieces she’d had since her trip to Europe for primary school graduation. Both had been gifts from her father.
    She told herself she was waiting for the right time to discuss business, allowing Ryker to take the lead since he was the boss. And it meant nothing that she’d come to his private island to plan the event. It wasn’t for personal reasons. Besides, back in New York, most business was conducted from lounge chairs