glances and lingering touches. But she couldn’t do more than that with others around.
She flicked a lock of curly black hair over her shoulder and placed her hands on her trim waist. Invitation shone from her brown eyes. In another time, in another stupider time, hell yes, he’d have taken her up on her offer and damn the consequences. But now? He had no desire to mix business with pleasure with a team official, who, yeah, also happened to be the team owner’s daughter.
After the confrontation with Maguire, it was abundantly clear that last night’s game hadn’t helped his stock with teammates, who didn’t fully trust him or his objectives yet. If he walked around with Elise on his arm, he knew what they’d be wondering. Was he there looking to find the next woman to add to his list of conquests? Or worse, get in good with the team owner, who’d take his side in any dispute or offer up a large contract in the offseason? Did he not give a damn about the team’s success?
“That sounds great, but I can’t take you up on that offer,” he said to Elise.
“Why not?” she cooed.
“Because…” He had to let her down gently. She was the owner’s daughter after all. A splash of color behind Elise caught his eye. He stepped around her and curled a hand around Caitlin’s small waist, drawing her to his side. “I already have a date. Elise, please meet my girlfriend, Caitlin.”
Chapter Two
W ait. What?
Caitlin froze. Had Brady said what she thought he said? She opened her mouth to say, “Have you lost your mind? Get off me!” when he stepped in front of her, his back to the woman who looked like she was contemplating the best way to skin Caitlin alive. His eyes pleaded with her. She pressed her lips together, steeling herself against the ploy. Damn it—why did she keep finding herself involuntarily drawn into his orbit? She knew better. This was not why she’d come here tonight. To get involved with some athlete’s drama. She had her own drama to deal with, thank you very much.
She opened her mouth again to tell him she wanted no part of whatever he was up to. Only to have his mouth land on hers. He lingered only for a second, but that small taste was enough to scramble her senses. To send a wave of arousal crashing through her.
“Please go along with this. Please,” he whispered in her ear. “Sweetheart, I’ve been looking for you,” he said in a louder voice.
Which brought her right back to the real world.
“Well, sweetheart , here I am,” she answered, her tone as dry as unsweetened chocolate cake.
He sent her a look of censure before turning back to the other woman. “Caitlin, this is Elise.”
“It’s nice to meet you,” Elise said. Considering the way she said it, like the words tasted like vinegar, Caitlin very much doubted the truthfulness of the statement.
“Likewise,” Caitlin said as pleasantly as she could.
“How did you and Brady meet?” Elise asked. “He’s only been with the team a few weeks, and I’d remember if you were at his press conference.”
“Elise is the team’s assistant GM,” Brady said.
No time like the present to tell the truth. “My car broke down, and Brady pulled over to help,” Caitlin said cheerfully.
Elise’s lips curved into a stiff smile. “It was your lucky day.”
“Indeed it was.” Caitlin wrapped her arm around Brady’s waist and pinched him as hard as she could through his jacket. Too bad he didn’t react.
“Hmm. Well, I don’t want to keep you two. I’ll be seeing you, Brady. You, too, Caitlin.” Elise patted Brady on the forearm, lingering far too long considering his “girlfriend” was standing less than twelve inches away. She swanned through the crowd on the sharpest stilettos Caitlin had ever seen, her head held high.
Caitlin lifted an eyebrow at Brady.
He had the decency to look embarrassed at least. “Don’t say anything. Not yet.”
Grabbing her hand, he scanned the room and headed toward an exit. Since