The Seduction Game Read Online Free

Cosmopolitan, spilling some of it over the polished surface of the table. Her face burned. She snapped open her purse and grabbed a couple of tissues. The last thing she needed was him to think she was interested in him. He had enough attention from the other women in the room without her having to add to it.
    Kate mopped up the spill, stealing another glance at him. His gaze was fastened on her and his expression was clearly amused. Kate bristled.
    “Saw you staring at me, little lady. I figured you liked what you saw.”
    She stiffened, and turned towards the sound of the slurred voice. A man who had clearly had too much to drink stared offensively at her breasts.
    “Bradshaw. Jason Bradshaw’s the name. And you’re?”
    “Not interested,” she replied coolly.
    “All I want is a little company. Was I wrong? Too good for me?”
    Kate’s gaze flew to the entrance. Thankfully no one had arrived bearing Dana’s striking blue eyes and red hair, and she hoped no one would until she fended off this man. The last thing she wanted was a scene as Adam Tyler strolled in.
    “I’m sorry, but I’m waiting for someone. Excuse me.” She grabbed her purse and slid across her booth to stand.
    He planted his body in front of her, blocking her exit. “What’s the hurry, doll?”
    “I believe the lady said she was waiting for someone,” a deep, familiar voice said.
    Kate stiffened as she looked over the drunk’s shoulder. She stared up into the grim face of the dark-eyed stranger.
    The inebriated man took a step forward. “And I believe you’re butting in, Mister.”
    “If it’s trouble you’re looking for, perhaps you should look elsewhere instead of bothering a helpless woman.”
    Helpless? Kate felt a spark of indignation and narrowed her gaze to the stranger’s face. “Who are you call—”
    “Her, helpless? Naw,” the drunk cut in. “I think she’s a tigress in disguise.”
    She was about to speak, but the stranger intervened, his tone laced with menace. “You can make this easy for yourself or hard. It’s your call, Mister.”
    Kate glanced from one man to the other, watching them silently sizing each other up. She would have had a far better chance warding off the drunk using her logic and common sense rather than antagonizing him with the thinly veiled threats coming from the stranger. Not to mention the scene she would have avoided, but the stranger had deftly taken care of that, too. She only had to glance around the room and notice most eyes were on them.
    “You want a piece of the action, eh? Funny, she doesn’t look like the regular girls,” the drunk said. “I didn’t know she was a hook—”
    “I think you need some air.” The stranger grabbed him by the collar and dragged him to the doors.
    Kate groaned under her breath. This wasn’t good. It wouldn’t do for Adam Tyler to stroll in at this moment when everyone was directing their attention to her. Her dismay turned to ire.
    But her anger wasn’t directed at the drunken man. Her anger was directed at the stranger who not only had an ego the size of Manhattan, but a me Tarzan, you Jane complex as well.
    “Are you all right?” the stranger asked once he returned.
    “I appreciate what you tried to do, but it wasn’t necessary. That man posed nothing more dangerous than acute rudeness.”
    His concern was replaced with a dark frown. What had he expected? That she’d fall into his arms in a heap of tears, sobbing her gratitude? And why was he just standing there, staring at her as though she had magically sprouted another head?
    “From my vantage point, you looked like you needed some assistance, Miss.”
    “I was hardly in any danger. Besides, he wasn’t going to do anything in a room full of people.”
    Those people were now going about their business as though nothing had happened. At least she wasn’t the center of attention anymore.
    “Regardless, you can’t be too careful, Miss. A woman drinking alone in a bar may draw some