Games We Play

Jessica MooreIt's not my fault I'm the villain.One public rejection and suddenly I'm the heartless woman who crushes men for sport. No one even cares about my side of the story. It's always the woman who pays, isn't it? Well, I'm sick of it. I'm left with no choice but to get the hell out of town and park myself on a roadside barstool where I can bask in the anonymity of solitary drinkers.  Imagine my surprise when I sit down next to a gorgeous, annoying smart ass who actually thinks he can best me. Well, my tongue is sharpened and ready for use and I love putting an arrogant man in his place. Finally. Someone I don't have to be nice to.  Charlie Radcliffe All I want is to brood in peace, but the ball of chaos that just sat down next to me is making that impossible. Although I admit her disgruntled prickliness is pretty hot. I could do the gentlemanly thing and move, but I'd hate to disappoint her by not passing all her little tests. She's clearly never met a man who didn't crumple at her feet and watching her try to throw me off my game is making me forget all about my bad mood. She has a lot of energy to burn through, and I'm just the man to exhaust her. Sure, she might break a couple of my cardinal rules, but I'm willing to make an exception for her. She's only looking for one night.Hell, she doesn't even want to exchange names and putting a smart, strong woman on her knees is one of my favorite things. She's perfect.