Seductively: Playing for Hearts Book 2 (Crimson Romance) Read Online Free Page B

She’d better stick to the jokes.
    A fifteen minute drive later, the security team pulled up to the practice arena called the Shark Tank. Tanner, the biggest out of the two men Dominic hired, nodded to his boss before exiting the car. Evan, the other guy who was shorter and more serious, slipped out the door without a word, obviously knowing the routine.
    Dominic turned to Diana in the back seat. She hadn’t said a word the whole trip, because Tanner eyed her in the rearview mirror the whole way as if speaking would get her handcuffed and thrown out of the car without stopping.
    Dominic took the sweatshirt off her lap. “Arms up.”
    She clasped her hands together. A muscle along his cheek twitched and she tilted her head at the same moment he pulled the sweatshirt over her head. She automatically stuck her arms in the sleeves, peeved that her stubbornness was no match for a guy with fast hands.
    As Dominic rolled up the sleeves of the too long sweatshirt, she studied his face. “Do you have a dimple?”
    He glanced at her and after a few beats smiled. She gasped. The difference in him stunned her. Oh, he kept the hard edge, but an adorable transformation came over his face making him downright gorgeous and — she gulped again — irresistible.
    “Uh, you might not want to smile in public.” She inhaled deeply, blew out her cheeks, and let go of the side effects of his smile in one big whoosh.
    “I know. It’s a lesson I have learned the hard way.” He picked the stocking cap up and put it on her head, chuckling.
    She rearranged the hat, so it wasn’t covering half her face. “What’s so funny?”
    “Your curls are cute.” He flipped the scarf over her head and wrapped it around her neck.
    Cute? She kept her hair loose and wild for a reason. Kate had told her men would find the curls sexy. “Thanks a lot,” she muttered.
    He paused, forcing her to meet his eyes. “I like you wearing my clothes. It’s sexy.”
    His confession caressed her skin and a flutter went through her landing in her lower stomach. Her body warmed, and heat rolled up her spine and settled on her cheeks. His gaze lowered to her mouth, and she moistened her lips.
    For seconds, his intense eyes locked onto her, until he finally leaned forward. His mouth hovered inches from her lips. The warmth of his breath brushed her face. She blinked rapidly to keep her eyes open to see what he was going to do next.
    The temperature in the car rose. She sucked in air and leaned forward spanning the inches separating them. He was close. Close enough to —
    The door opened. She jerked back. Dominic closed his eyes and groaned. She stared in shock.
Oh. My. God.
    Tanner stood outside, but avoided their eyes. “All clear, Dominic.”
    What was she doing? One more second and she would’ve kissed him. She tugged at the scarf, struggling to unwind it from her neck. The last thing she needed to do is get physically involved with him.
    Dominic laid his hands on top of hers, settling her down. She sagged against the seat. Her insides a quivery mess of sexual lust.
    “I know you’re hot, but take the scarf. You’ll need it when we’re inside. It gets cold when you’re watching practice,” he whispered.
    Hot wasn’t even close to what she felt. Her blood boiled and every nerve in her body trembled at attention. What was she doing? What was he doing to her? Her weak reaction to him must be his fault. She certainly didn’t ask him to kiss her.
    She couldn’t let herself fall for his charm. Even if he had a dimple that no grown man should be allowed to own and a smile that showed a slight gap between his front teeth, she would not kiss him. She had a job to do, and she wasn’t going to allow herself to become one of
those
women who lost total control of their thinking around Dominic.
    Outside the vehicle, Dominic walked beside her. There were only a dozen cars parked in the lot. She glanced at the blue sky, thankful for the sweatshirt hanging to her knees.