Excerpt of Enemy Lover by Karin Harlow

"Come at me again, I'm going to hurt you," he growled low.

Collecting herself and her thoughts, Jax considered her
current tactics. They weren’t working. She was strong. He
was stronger. She eyed him covertly from beneath her long
dark lashes. Power radiated off him in waves. He reminded
her of a big, sleek, predatory panther. From his stylishly
cut, jet-black hair, his arresting, predatory face, and full
mocking lips, to his impeccable black suit and the way it
hung effortlessly from his big muscular body, down to his
custom black leather Italian shoes, she didn’t miss a thing.
Most especially the harsh glint of his unusual blue eyes.

She nodded, mentally shifting gears, then pushed off the wall.

In total op mode, Jax slowly stalked her nemesis. She smiled
slightly. His eyes burned with anger, but he couldn’t hide
the heat flickering behind them. She shook her head and was
rewarded with his gaze raking her from her naturally thick,
mahogany-colored hair, to her fitted black turtleneck to her
short black leather skirt down to the tips of her black,
thigh-high stiletto jackboots that clicked on the hardwood
floor.

She stopped two steps from him, planted her feet wide, and
set her hands on her hips. “What if I like it to hurt?”"Come
at me again, I'm going to hurt you," he growled low.