Game for Tonight by Karen Erickson

for her to rein it in and put on a show. Besides, it wasn’t his fault they were in this so-called scandalous situation. “I don’t understand why the media is so fascinated with your sex life.”
    “Really?” The incredulous expression on Flynn’s face was obvious. “Aren’t you the one who played that angle up?”
    “Me?” Leaning over, she set her coffee cup on the edge of Harvey’s desk. Her anger surged higher. “Are you serious? I was informed I should play up that angle by my boss . And weren’t you the one who went along with it?”
    “I was doing what I was told.” He shrugged.
    “Well, so was I.” She stood, resting her hands on her hips as she towered over him. Sort of. Even sitting down, the guy was built like a mountain. A mountain she’d already climbed, and if she was being honest with herself, was desperate to climb again.
    No. No climbing mountains allowed. This man should be off limits. You can pretend all you want, but the sex thing isn’t happening again. Do you really want to get hurt when it’s all said and done? Because this won’t last. Flynn Foley is capable of breaking your heart.
    “Don’t try to blame me for this,” she said.
    “I’m not blaming you for anything.” His voice and his expression were both irritatingly calm. “You are proving that you’re mad at me, though.”
    “I’m mad at the situation we’ve put ourselves in. Big difference.” She crossed her arms in front of her chest, noticed the way his gaze dropped to her breasts and lingered there. Her cheeks heated at his blatant perusal.
    She should be mad. She should yell at him “Eyes up here, asshole” or something. But no. She stood there and let him look his fill, secretly enjoying his hot gaze on her.
    Yeah. She had major issues, all of them dealing with Flynn.
    Finally he lifted his gaze to meet hers, no doubt noticing her pink-with-embarrassment cheeks, but he never said a word. “So we should make the best of it.”
    “Make the best of what?” Wow, he was handsome. Staring at him made her forget her troubles, which was ridiculous. But he looked tired. His cheeks were covered in stubble, and his hair was a bit of a mess. As if he’d run his fingers through it again and again.
    He smiled, momentarily dazzling her with that quick flash of straight white teeth. “Our situation. We may as well enjoy it…”
    Oh. Was he serious? She could make the best of anything if she had to. It was a criteria of her job, after all. “What are you suggesting?” she asked carefully.
    Don’t listen to him. There will be no “enjoying it” involved.
    “Maybe we should try to date for real,” he said with a slight shrug. “I like you and you like me, right?”
    “Right.” She blinked, hating how she’d automatically agreed with him.
    “So let’s try this thing out…for real. And if we can’t stand each other, then at least we tried. He smiled, and the sight of it was dazzling.
    Okay, maybe he would make this easy on her. She needed easy. Difficult would screw with her mind. She thought she’d have to be the one to ask him out, and instead, he’d done it for her.
    But what would happen once the play-offs were over? Would they go their separate ways? As Harvey so kindly had reminded her, employees dating was against the rules at the Hawks organization. She’d signed the form in the back of the employee handbook, stating she knew the rules and wouldn’t break them.
    Here she was, breaking them. Publicly. With her boss’s permission and threats of losing her job if she didn’t follow through. Insane.
    “You don’t have to say anything. I don’t need an answer right now. It’s awkward enough between us.” He chuckled and ran a hand through his hair, messing it up further. God, he looked cute. “I gotta tell you this, though, Aub. I’m not sorry for what happened the other night. And I meant to call you, I swear, but—”
    “Don’t say it,” she interrupted, silencing him. “Don’t