Chase Andrews. Just his name alone narrows my eyes and sets my teeth on edge. Seeing him make partner would be the insult of the century. That job is mine and I intend to land it. But when the high profile case drops into our office, we're pushed together to work on it. Winner take all. Things take a turn when one late night, something ignites between us. Then it happens again...and again...and again. Before I know it, I'm spending most nights at his house. Is our loathing turning into something else? It can't be, because he doesn't want the same things in life that I do. This is a recipe for disaster. What happens when the thin line between hate and love becomes blurred?