Vesper Malik, full-time cynic, part-time waitress, is having a terrible day at work. As if it isn't bad enough she has a drink thrown at her by the Kardashian clone, she almost gets fired thanks to an argument with Tristan Winthrop. Rich, smug, arrogant and insolent, he’s a jackass who swaggers in designer suits while she's busting her butt just to pay rent. His insufferable attitude is no surprise, but his help later that night certainly is. They may be complete opposites, but Vesper and Tristan have one thing in common: self-preservation. Despite their resolve to not get involved, they can't ignore the magnetic pull that draws them together. Conversation is foreplay, their snarky repartee an act of seduction, yet the same instincts that once protected them from pain now threaten to rip them apart. Can two people determined to avoid all emotional connections risk their hearts to fall in love?