Seductively: Playing for Hearts Book 2 (Crimson Romance) by Debra Kayn Page B

stroked him.
    They shuddered together, each on the brink of tumbling over the edge of something wonderful.
    A loud banging broke them apart. She gasped, staring at him as if he’d dosed her with a glass of ice water. He muttered a curse and jumped off the bed. Her heart raced, but not in the pleasant way it did when Dominic was touching her. Her mind couldn’t connect what happened between craving more and the interruption.
    She leaned over and grabbed the sweatshirt she wore earlier off the floor. “Who do you think it is?”
    “Idiots.” He savagely thrust his legs into his jeans. “Stay here. I’ll be back as soon as I can get rid of whoever it is.”
    Since Dominic’s sweatshirt went to her knees and covered her naked body, she ignored his orders and followed him down the hallway on bare feet. All the banging coming from the front of the condominium sounded as if someone’s life was in danger, or the place was on fire and they needed to escape.
    Standing behind him, she hugged her middle. He opened the door. She jumped back as two women rushed inside and threw themselves into Dominic’s arms. What the … ?
    “Oh baby, you played a great game. Now it’s time for us to show you how great of a hockey player you are.” A long legged, blonde haired woman wrapped herself around Dominic.
    Not to be outdone, the woman with the brassy red hair pushed her extra-large and extra-round boobs against the side of him. “It’s time to celebrate your win.”
    Every speck of pleasure from moments ago fled and in its place, coldness filled her body. This couldn’t be happening. Women really didn’t show up uninvited to his house and demand sex with him, did they?
    “We’ve got plans for you.” The blonde put her lips to Dominic’s ear, and spoke too low for Diana to overhear.
    Disgusted and fuming, Diana planted her hands on her hips. Why wasn’t he doing anything?
    Not waiting for them to start peeling off his clothes and bumping uglies in front of her, she cleared her throat. The one woman with red hair spared her a glance, and went right back to trying to shut off the blood supply of Dominic’s arm by squeezing his bicep between her boobs.
    “Excuse me.” She glared.
    Dominic turned his head in her direction. Going by the roundness of his eyes, he’d forgotten she lived in his house and was almost having sex with her before the women interrupted. The fact that he looked uncomfortable now pissed her off.
    “Get out!” She pulled the back of Ms. Chest’s shirt, hoping the pressure would send the saline splattering all over Dominic when she busted a boob.
    “Let go of me, bitch.” The woman flailed her arms.
    Diana, smaller and faster, dodged the manicured nails and shoved her out the door. Without missing a second, she had the blonde out the door and the lock flipped before Dominic could gain his wits about him.
    She stabbed him in the chest with her finger. Twice. “I am not like those women. Do you understand me?”
    He nodded. “Diana. I didn’t — ”
    “Save it for someone who gives a shit.” She marched to her bedroom and slammed the door.
    Unable to breathe, she bent over at the waist and grabbed onto the dresser. The pain of almost giving herself to Dominic coupled with the knowledge it was only sex made her physically sick. Her stomach flipped and she moaned. How stupid.
    It didn’t matter that she’d let herself fall for Dominic. Relationships were a rare thing to him. He’d never be someone she’d be content to stay with long term. Not when he could have his choice of women, any night of the week, at his disposal. She was too good to let someone use her that way. She deserved more.
    She stumbled to the bed, and lay down. Why was it when she finally let herself fall for a man, she had to pick one who would never be content with just her?

Chapter Fourteen
    The next day, Dominic knocked on Diana’s bedroom door. “It’s almost time for practice. Are you coming?”
    He couldn’t blame