as well as strong sexual chemistry. Kat and I felt it that night at the club. All you have to do is let that chemistry be your guide.â
Moâs words echoed in Hunterâs mind long after they ended the phone call. They haunted her as she began closing her office for the weekend, knowing she had little time to decide just how she would handle Tyson. Her conversations with Nadine and Mo had made her realize it was past time to take control of her life. For a change, she needed to do whatever pleased her.
An image of Tyson suddenly appeared in her head. The thought of sharing a bed with him sent heated shivers through her body. And if he was really a master in the bedroom, as those rumors went, then he was just what she needed. In fact, he was long overdue. However, like sheâd told Mo, she had one big issue with Tyson. Heâd already planned how he intended for things between them to endâwith his seduction of her. He probably had a spot in his bed with her name on itâright along with all those other women heâd had sex with in that same bed.
What man targets a woman for seduction and, worse, is arrogant enough to tell her, as if itâs a gift she should appreciate? Only a man with the mind-set of Tyson Steele.
She would just love to best him at his own game and still get something out of it. It was about time some woman knocked him off his high horse. It would serve him right for being so darn egotistical. Could that woman be her? It would mean her stepping into a role sheâd never played before, but it would be well worth it if she got the results she wanted and on her terms.
Moments later she left her office, deciding that tonight she would not allow Tyson to seduce her. She would be seducing him.
* * *
Tyson smiled as he gazed around his kitchen and dining-room areas. His sister-in-law Brittany would be proud of him. The table was set perfectly. Brittany owned Etiquette Matters, a school that taught etiquette and manners. Tysonâs mother was into all that etiquette stuff and although sheâd made sure they had impeccable manners while growing up, she felt her sons needed to take a refresher course. When Brittany opened a school in Phoenix after marrying Galen, Eden Tyson Steele strongly suggested that her sons enroll in one of Brittanyâs classes. To pacify their mother, they had.
Tyson checked his watch and drew in a deep breath, not wanting to think about this being a first for him. He didnât prepare dinner for women. They prepared dinner for him. Although he hadnât actually prepared this one, he had invited her to his place and would be feeding her. He had crossed plenty of boundaries with Hunter and wasnât sure what he should do about it.
Hell, he wasnât even sure he wanted to do anything about it. And that in itself was crazy. Why was there such strong sexual chemistry between them? What exactly had brought it on and when would it end? He had tried to recall the exact moment heâd lost his head. Had it been the moment heâd seen her when she had walked into Notorious? Or had it been when heâd conversed with her while sitting at her table? Or had it been when heâd dropped in on her unexpectedly that first time at her office? Or had it been when heâd kissed her? All he knew was that if he wasnât careful, she could easily get under his skin and he refused to let that happen.
Why was she making his plan of seduction so damn difficult? She wanted him as much as he wanted her, he was sure of it. But she continued to deny what they both wantedâone night in his bed. Was that too much to ask? He didnât think so, but evidently she did.
His phone rang, nearly startling him out of his reverie. He recognized the ringtone. It was Gannon. He picked up his cell phone from the kitchen counter. âIt took you long enough to call me back, Gannon.â
He could hear his youngest brotherâs chuckle. âNow that