Slamdunked By Love (One on One #2) Read Online Free Page B

me. It’ll be our little secret. We’ll have fun. Be a little bad. Come on. You know you wanna.” A cocky grin accompanied the declaration.
    “I do?” She would not return the smile. She would not get sucked in by a pretty face. By a man who had charm for days.
    “Please.” The cockiness disappeared, replaced again by the vulnerability she was sure he hated to reveal. “I can’t flat-out reject her. This will save me a lot of problems. I’m the new guy, and I want my time here to go well. I don’t want people drawing comparisons to what happened in New York. This is the easiest way, and I wouldn’t ask if it wasn’t important.”
    Caitlin sighed, her defenses collapsing like an undercooked soufflé. Man, she was the biggest sap. “I tell you what. I’ll do this for you tonight only .”
    Just like that, the arrogance was back. “I’ll take it, but don’t be surprised if I change your mind.”
    “Not going to happen. I’m stubborn. Let’s go.” Despite the distraction named Brady, she hadn’t forgotten the real reason she was here.
    After reentering the ballroom, she kept her eyes peeled out for her prey. The room was crowded with fans, players, team staff, and event staff. The night was certainly a success from a fundraiser point of view. As they made their way around the room, people—fans mostly—kept coming up to Brady, one after another, to let him know they were thrilled to have him on the team. While he signed autographs and took photos, she did her part, smiling and playing the doting girlfriend, all the while scoping the room for one particular face.
    Behind her, Brady said, “Hey, how are you? It’s good to see you.” She turned in time to see him shake the hand of the Stampede head coach. Brady drew her close to his side. “Coach, I’d like to introduce you to my girlfriend, Caitlin. Caitlin, the one and only Mack Jameson, the best point guard to ever play the game and the man who’s going to lead the Stampede to a championship.”
    Mack slapped him on the back. “You work fast, Hudson. You’ve only been in town a few weeks. It’s nice to meet you, young lady.”
    “It’s nice to meet you, too.” Somehow, she managed to speak normally. She didn’t know how.
    After all, she’d just spoken to her father for the first time in her life.
    Now was the chance she’d been waiting for since she found the get-lost letter Mack had written her mother so many years ago. The chance to tell him what a coward he was for abandoning her mom and never acknowledging his kids. The chance to embarrass him in front of his colleagues like he so deserved. She opened her mouth to do just that, but the words refused to come out.

    B rady studied Caitlin. Ever since they’d talked to Mack, she’d gone unnaturally quiet. Not that he could claim to know her well, but her smile, as sarcastic as it could be, had disappeared. So had the spark in her pretty eyes.
    “Want to play blackjack?” he asked.
    She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. “Sure.”
    “I’ll try to go easy on you.”
    Her eyes narrowed in annoyance like he’d known they would. “No need. I think I know how to count to twenty-one and how to play the odds. Let’s go.” She strode away without waiting for him. He followed, holding back a smile. They arrived at the nearest blackjack table as another couple was leaving.
    “Perfect,” she said.
    “Yep, perfect for your decimation.”
    She sniffed. “Not going to happen.”
    They played hard and fast, only stopping a few times when fans and a few teammates came up to the table. Losing wasn’t in his DNA, but it didn’t matter. What Caitlin lacked in skill, she more than made up in moxie, outfoxing him more than once on sheer daring alone. Finally, he held up his hands in defeat. “Caitlin, you’re killing me.”
    “I know,” she said with a wicked smile. He sucked in a breath, her shining eyes drawing him in. It took a hard slap landing on his back to jolt him out of his