Possessed By Passion. Brenda Jackson

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      “I understand you’re a doctor.”

      He nodded. “Yes. A heart surgeon.”

      She smiled. “And I bet you’re a good one.”

      “I owe it to my patients to do my very best.”

      And there was no doubt in Hunter’s mind that he did. She remembered he was devoted to whatever he did, even if he was chasing girls.

      “I’m glad you’re back in Phoenix, Hunter.”

      “Why?” She really couldn’t understand why he would be.

      He leaned in closer. “Because we have history.”

      She couldn’t keep the smile from tugging at her lips. “History?”

      “Yes.”

      “What kind of history?”

      “I think of you as the one who got away.”

      She had to keep from laughing out loud at that. “You mean the one who never made it to the backseat of your car?”

      “Pretty much.”

      “It’s been eighteen years. I would think you’d have gotten over it by now.”

      He shook his head and chuckled. “I had. However, seeing you again brought it back home to me, so I’ve come up with a plan.”

      She lifted a brow. “What kind of plan?”

      “A plan to seduce you.”

      Hunter’s breath caught in her lungs. His audacity was almost as great as his arrogance. What man told a woman he planned to seduce her? “Seriously? Do you think it will be that easy?”

      The smile that appeared on his face almost made her heart miss a beat. Although all the Steele brothers had those killer green eyes, she recalled that Tyson and Mercury were the only ones with dimples. Why was it that whenever he flashed those dimples, her pulse rate went haywire?

      “I didn’t say it would be easy,” he said smoothly. “What I said was that I had a plan. I see no reason that we can’t rekindle what we had years ago.”

      “There’s nothing to rekindle. Need I remind you that we didn’t have anything mainly because you were only interested in one thing?”

      His smile widened as he lifted his drink to his lips. Without saying a word, he was letting her know that nothing about him had changed and that he was still only interested in one thing.

      “I suggest you go find someone else to seduce.”

      He shook his head. “I can’t do that. I want you.”

      “You can’t always have what you want. That’s life.”

      Whatever he was about to say was lost when Mo and Kat appeared. “My team lost,” Mo said, grinning. She glanced at her watch. “Tomorrow is a workday so we figured it’s time to go.”

      Great timing, Hunter thought, and she stood.

      Tyson stood as well and shoved his hands into his pockets. “I’ll take you home, Hunter, if you aren’t ready to leave just yet.”

      If he thought for one minute she would go with him, especially after admitting his plan to seduce her, he wasn’t thinking straight. “Thanks, but I am ready. It was good seeing you again, Tyson.”

      “Same here, Hunter,” he said, and she thought she saw something akin to amusement in his eyes. “I have a feeling we’ll be running into each other again.”

      Hunter hoped not. She had enough to worry about with her parents, without being concerned about Tyson Steele trying to get her into bed. “Good night.” She walked toward the door with Mo and Kat, feeling the heat of Tyson’s gaze on her backside.

      As soon as they were out the door she turned to her friends. “Why on earth did the two of you leave me alone with Tyson?”

      Kat grinned. “Because we knew you could handle him.”

      “Besides, it was quite obvious you were the one on his radar and not us,” Mo added. “So how did it go?”

      Hunter shook her head. “You guys were right. Nothing has changed with Tyson. He’s still looking for a pair of legs to get between.”

      “And you didn’t make yours available to him again?” Kat asked, grinning. “What a shame.”

      “For him I’m sure it was, especially since he told me of his plan to seduce me.”

      Mo’s eyes widened. “He actually told you that?”

      “Without cracking a smile or blinking an eye.”

      Both Mo and Kat stopped walking to stare at her. “You don’t sound worried.”

      Hunter stopped and glanced at her friends, lifting a brow. “Why would I be?”

      “We’re talking about Tyson Steele, Hunter. The man who’s known to get what he wants. I heard from women that he’s so smooth you won’t miss your panties until they’re gone. And for him to already have a plan of seduction for you sounds serious.”

      “Only in his book, not mine.”

      Kat tilted her head. “And this from a woman who’s gone without sex for two years now.”

      “Actually four. If you recall, Carter and I slept in separate bedrooms for two years before our divorce. You can’t miss what you never got on a regular basis anyway. I haven’t had an orgasm in so long I’ve honestly forgotten how it feels.”

      “Then you’re in luck,” Mo said with a huge smile on her face. “There are quite a few women around town who claim the orgasms those Bad News Steeles give a girl can blow her mind to smithereens and have her begging for more. Rumor has it that you haven’t truly been made love to unless it’s been by a Steele. They’re supposed to be just that good in the bedroom.”

      Hunter rolled her eyes. “I’m sure it’s nothing more than a lot of hype.”

      “But what if it’s not?” Kat asked seriously. “And just think. One of those Bad News Steeles has plans to seduce you. If Tyson succeeds then you’ll never forget how an orgasm feels again.”

      “Whatever,” Hunter said as they resumed walking. By the time they reached the car, Hunter decided whatever plan Tyson thought he had for her was no big deal, since she doubted their paths would cross again anyway. And even if they did, she was certain it was just like she’d told Mo and Kat. All those rumors about the Steeles were probably nothing more than a lot of hype.

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