Excerpt of Game For Love by Bella Andre

As the small brunette took the glass from his hand, her
fingertips brushing against his knuckles, Cole was surprised
to feel himself growing aroused.

Usually within a couple of hours of landing in Las Vegas,
his old hometown, Cole had at least one woman under him.
This time, though, after getting the call from his
grandmother in the hospital right after Sunday’s game, the
only thing that had mattered was taking care of his grandmother.

And fulfilling her dying wish.

“I love champagne. Thank you.”

Cole stared down at the woman, who was holding the glass in
a death grip. Jesus, was her hand actually trembling? If he
wasn’t careful, the first available good girl he’d seen all
day was going to run away.

Okay. First he needed to stop breathing in the woman’s
sweetly scented hair, something he’d never, ever noticed on
anyone. Second, he needed to think past the heavy throbbing
in his groin for three seconds. Long enough to figure out
what to say or do to make her feel safe with him.

The problem was, he’d never been with a girl like this.
Didn’t know the first thing about making a nice girl feel
safe and comfortable. Not when he’d spend the past fifteen
years perfecting wicked.

Finally, he decided on, “I couldn’t help but notice you from
across the room.”

And it was true; she’d been the only square peg in a room
full of round holes. Hell, she might as well have been
wearing a halo for all the innocence pouring off her.

“You noticed me?” Champagne sloshed out of her glass and
splashed across her chest as she gestured at herself in
clear surprise.

“You have beautiful eyes,” he began, but then, figuring she
might buy his lie if he pulled his gaze from her cleavage
back up to her face, he actually did look into her eyes.

Cole was stopped cold by eyelashes so long that when she
blinked, the curling tips brushed against the tops of her
cheekbones. Her eye color was a combination of blue and
green that had him thinking of cool mountain lakes and
perfect summer days.

She blinked, smiled, and the way her eyes lit up stopped his
breath for a second. “No, not beautiful,” he said, almost to
himself. “Stunning.”

Her eyes got even bigger, along with her smile. “They are?”

He moved closer, those big eyes of her acting like a magnet.
A lock of her hair fell in front of one of them and he
reached out to slide it to the side, his fingertip barely
grazing her skin. He felt her tremble beneath his touch,
even as something shook inside him.

What the hell was going on here?

He’d come looking for a good girl to take to his
grandmother. Not another one-night stand.

“Dance with me.”

He had her hand in his and was halfway to the dance floor,
when he felt her tug at his arm.

“I don’t even know your name.”

“Cole.”

She cocked her head to one side, managing to look cute and
sexy at the same time. “You know, I think I could have
guessed that. You look like a Cole.”

“And you look like an angel.”

"Almost." She smiled. "My name is Anna."