CHAPTER FIVE
Forget thinking the man sitting across the table from her was attractive. Josh Cooper was nothing but annoying.
Hope raised her chin. “I’m not wrong. I won’t be too tired to work on Friday.”
His jaw jutted forward, making him look sexy and dangerous, like a bad boy from a romance novel come to life. A good thing she’d been married to an alpha male and was immune to them.
“I’m not trying to be a jerk or upset you, but I’d rather my friend’s wedding not suffer if you’re tired.” Josh’s tone wasn’t icy, but the edge to his words told her this was important to him.
Fine, but he had no idea she used to paint for days with zero sleep and limited food. Her work might have slowed toward the end, but it never suffered. If anything, she tried harder when she found herself in the zon
