I pride myself on having tough skin. I don't get rattled easily until I cross paths with Mr. Collins. How could one man get me from zero to a hundred in more ways than one? He is not my type. He is too handsome, too cocky, and too damn sure that he could woo me with his charm. Well, he is in for a surprise. I would spite my own face before I ever admit he could get under my skin and get me into his bed