She spills the dirty martini all over my suit coat, but I couldn’t care less. Catching her before she falls seems like my idea of a perfect night. She’s undeniably sexy and innocent in ways that make me want to protect her. Screw getting a round of drinks -- I need to get Ginny in my bed. The chemistry is electric. The desire is obvious. Taking her home is easy. The hard part is keeping her there. She’s the one. I know that for certain. But she’s not so sure about me. I may be a billionaire with all the money in the world -- but Ginny Holiday is the only thing I want.