The plane took off, and I couldn't stop trembling, despite the soothing sound of the pilot singing a Beatles song over the intercom.

My name is Bianca “Binx” Moretti, and I hack from the rich to give to the poor - mostly. Only I hacked from the wrong rich guy and was literally on the flight for my life.

When Xander Hawke took the seat next to me, he tried to charm me with his smooth-talking ways and dimpled cheeks. Yeah, he’s drop-dead gorgeous, but he's also arrogant as hell.

And I had more important things to worry about. Like the emergency landing our plane made because of mechanical issues.

Oh, and guess what? Xander Hawke? Yeah, not a sexy playboy model. Nope. He’s a sexy playboy Air Marshal who only sat next to me because he pegged me as a threat.

Stupid, arrogant - 

Okay, to be fair, there had been a threat on the plane, but I wasn’t the source.

I was the target.

Stuck in an unfamiliar city, I had to rely on Xander Hawke to keep me alive until I could safely get out of the country.

Sure, we were stuck together for the next few days, but that didn’t mean we had to give into temptation.

Except we did.

What started out as a way to let off steam evolved into something I never expected.

But we stood on opposite sides of the law, so it couldn’t last right?

Except our ending was one I didn’t see coming.