Free Intimate Seduction by Brenda Jackson Page A

until he got himself together. He couldn’t believe Natalie was here, invading his domain. It was bad enough he’d thought of little else besides her all day; now she was going to give him a reason to think of her all night. Again. And now there was a slow burn in his belly, and he seriously doubted even a cold beer would be able to put it out.
    He glanced back at the television screen, trying toignore the fact she was there, but everything in front of him seemed to blur while a current of electricity seemed to charge the air.
    Donovan glanced at his watch as heat flowed through his midsection. It was barely eight and too early for him to think about going home. And why should he? He had never ducked the other way when it came to a woman. Goldilocks had once again invaded his turf, so the way he saw it he had rights—rights he intended to exercise. He had given her fair warning.
    Getting off the stool, he headed in her direction.
     
    “Everything on the menu looks good,” Natalie said to Farrah. “What are you going to have?”
    “Um, that guy who just walked in looks pretty good.”
    Natalie glanced up, followed Farrah’s gaze and nodded in agreement. “Yes, he does look good but, unfortunately, he’s not on the menu.”
    “What a shame. I wish he was.”
    Natalie chuckled, but her laughter was cut short when she saw the man in question approached by another man. “I don’t believe it,” she said in an annoyed voice.
    Farrah, who had gone back to studying her menu, glanced up. “You don’t believe what?”
    “Donovan Steele is here, and he’s talking to your guy—the one you wished was on the menu. Hopefully, he won’t look over this way and see me.”
    As if those very words had damned her, Donovan glanced her way. His gaze settled on her face and heldher eyes captive. She barely had time to draw in a ragged breath when she felt white-hot desire whisk through her veins and settle deep in her limbs. So deep she had to place her glass of water back down on the table.
    “Natalie?”
    She heard Farrah call her name but was too caught up in the intensity of Donovan’s gaze to break eye contact. She finally answered nonetheless. “Yes?”
    “Are you sure you told me everything about your relationship with Donovan Steele?”
    That question made Natalie meet Farrah’s curious expression. She swallowed deeply. “Yes.” When Farrah continued to look at her, she finally asked in a strained voice, “What do you think I didn’t tell you?”
    “How much you want to jump his bones.”
    Hearing Farrah speak aloud what she had refused to acknowledge in her thoughts caused a blush to color her cheeks. Did she really want to do that? Was that the reason why every morning since meeting him she’d waken with sensuous aches in her body and dreams too scandalous to mention to anyone?
    “Natalie?”
    She knew she had to say something or Farrah wouldn’t let up. “I plead the fifth.”
    Farrah chuckled. “You can plead the fifth all you like, but it’s not going to help you since both men are headed this way.”
    Natalie refused to turn her head to see if Farrah was teasing her. She knew she wasn’t. There was no way for her and Donovan Steele to be in the same place without him trying to use his power of persuasion on her. “Remember what I said. He doesn’t know what Iactually do for a living and I want to keep it that way,” she whispered.
    Farrah smiled. “I’ll keep your secret, but from the way he’s looking at you, I doubt what you do for a living is what’s on his mind right now.”
    Natalie couldn’t resist temptation any longer, and she shifted her gaze to see the two men walking toward them. Farrah was right.
     
    Xavier Kane glanced over at Donovan. “Hey, man, are you sure those ladies don’t mind being interrupted?”
    Donovan smiled as they kept walking toward where Natalie and a friend were sitting. He liked Xavier. Known as X, he was a close friend and personal attorney to the man