I never meant for him to reply after dropping anonymously into his DM to give my strong opinion, yet he did. Colt Winter is a gorgeous billionaire in NYC, and I'm just your average young woman living in Australia… with a huge mortgage.

Chalk and cheese.

So, of course, I message back.

Colt replies once more.

Next minute we're flirting, and I find myself at work biting my bottom lip, trying not to giggle in front of my unsuspecting colleagues.

I know I need to stop. I know he probably has a dozen model girlfriends, and if I don't stop it's going to end in tears (mine). I know he's just playing around.

… but a knock on my door one day, changes everything.