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arse."
    I bristled. How dare he?
    "Or maybe I can recognise a player when I see one." Anger and embarrassment had made me say it, but I regretted the words as soon as they left my lips. God, Jason just pushed all my buttons. I admit some good and some, like now, infuriating.
    Jason turned around giving me the full force of his chestnut glare.
    "What would know of players, Kate?"
    "I don't like games, Jason," I said, my voice softer than I had intended. It gave too much away.
    "Games are what make life worth living, Kate. But then, I shouldn't expect you to know that, seeing as you barely participate in life as it is."
    My hands found my hips and I returned his glare with equal fervour.
    "Just because I don't care for your type of games, Cain, does not mean I don't know how to have fun." It was a fudge, a distraction at best. Something to make him focus on anything else but my inability to take risks. I didn't want Jason to think of me as a wall flower. I'd never thought of myself that way before.
    He turned back to the stove and flicked the switch to cool the element, even took the time to shift the pan away from the heat. Safety first. Captain Jason Cain was in the room. His attention was soon back on me however.
    "And how do you have fun, Kate Anscombe?" he asked, muscled arms crossed over his big chest.
    Oh dear. He'd put me on the spot now.
    "I, ah, I go out?" The words were said with a rising inflection on the end, as though I was unsure of my answer and was seeking confirmation from him.
    He huffed out a sound of amusement.
    "Yeah. And where do you go?"
    "Bars. Clubs. I've been around." Oh boy.
    He chuckled and shook his head.
    "And when you go to these bars and clubs is it with men? Or women?"
    "My girlfriends. But we, ah, we meet men all the time." God, could he tell I was making this up? Sure, I've been chatted up in bars before, but I don't make a habit of trawling for men when I'm out.
    I guess that was his point. My eyes flicked over his face, trying to see where he was going with this. Just a tease? Or was it real? An attempt to get me to step out of my comfort zone.
    "Have you kissed a stranger before?" he asked. "When you're out with your girlfriends meeting men?"
    I couldn't tell if this was a game to him, or not. If it was, he hid that fact well. He was enjoying this, that much was obvious. He was also aware I was well out of my depth. For a second I doubted my attraction to him, what was it I saw in this man? Good looks and a fine body? He was attractive, in a bad-boy, know-you'd-enjoy-every-second-with-him way. So, maybe I was going through a rebellious stage. Maybe I had finally decided to be a teenager at the age of twenty-nine.
    Jason Cain was everything my mother would warn me away from. But despite the casual ease with which he could tear a person down. Despite his lethal ability to find a person's weakness and exploit it. There was more to Jason. Sometimes I couldn't quite see it, but I knew it existed still. Don't ask me how, I just did. And that was the man I was attracted to. Confident, sexy, alluring physique or not. It was the man beneath the hard and deathly façade that called to me.
    "My kisses are not given away freely, Jason. One has to work to earn them."
    He paused, as though considering my statement as some sort of pearl of wisdom. Then nodded sagely, as if I'd said something he agreed wholeheartedly with. Me not giving my kisses away freely? I smothered the snort that wanted loose. And decided I'd test a theory.
    "Did you sleep well?" I asked, to get the ball rolling. I wasn't the world's best flirt, I had to work up to it.
    "Didn't sleep," he replied, his attention back on the breakfast cooking. "Told you that last night."
    "Yes," I agreed, leaning my hip against the counter-top off to his side. His eyes darted over towards me, then purposefully returned to the stove. "You said a lot of things last night, Jason," I added.
    "Did any of it sink in?" he asked casually, as he started to