Page 1 of Tangled Temptation

Chapter One

I’mpathetic.AngieDavidsonsat at the table and watched her best friend, Becca, and her husband, Tyler, enjoy the bride and groom dance. It had been six months since Becca’s trip to the ranch and reconnecting with Tyler. Quick Silver Ranch never looked more beautiful to her, with the large flower-laden pavilion tents shading the guests from the sun. The place was filled with joy, laughter, and love.

And she was jealous.

Jealous of Becca finding her man, jealous of losing her best friend, and jealous of everyone’s happiness. Angie knew that wasn’t fair, but it was how she felt. Heck, she was the one who sent Becca to the ranch where she found Tyler, her previous lover.

Angie had spent the last two days at the ranch helping Becca prepare for her wedding. Not that she hadn’t enjoyed herself—she had. But with that fun came the realization that her best friend was now living at the ranch, a two-hour drive from her.

Not really far, but there would be no more late-night calls to go out for ice cream, impromptu window shopping, and Angie would be alone in San Francisco. She was truly happy for her friend, very happy, but loneliness had begun to settle in, and she hated it.

She hated it as a kid at the orphanage—until she was adopted. She hated it as a teenager since her adopted brothers were all older. She was always the one standing alone, never picked for anything, and never fitting in. As she got older, she appreciated her adoptive parents and brothers.

At least with Becca, she had a friend she could share a bottle of wine with, go out to the movies or dinner, or just watch chick flicks and cry.

Someone she could discuss sex with and not feel like an outcast.

She forced her gaze from the happy couple and glanced around the pavilion, only to have Jared Turner amble into her line of sight. At six foot two and with an aura of authority, he stood out among the wedding guests in his tux. Maybeguestswasn’t the right word. Everyone here was an employee of the Quick Silver Ranch except her.

Becca had chosen not to invite her mother—boy, wasthata long story— and Tyler had no family. Besides, Becca had told Angie the employees of the ranch were her friends, as they had accepted Becca with open arms as the ranch caterer. Angie wondered how it would feel to be part of this special family. Angie hated it when self-pity hit her. She was happy for her friend, but her emotions were a tangled knot in her throat.

Pushing her thoughts away, her gaze traveled over Jared’s fine form. She sighed. He was a real man, and he didn’t treat her like the indecisive men she’d dated. No. Jared took charge. And it turned her on. Her nipples grew hard every time she saw him.

That was an unusual reaction for her. It was the man himself. In the short time she’d known him, Jared showed the confidence to take anything on. Nothing like the men in her life or at her job. She worked for an accounting firm as an assistant and climbed the company ladder, but somehow along the way, she’d become one of the boys. They all looked to her for decisions and they deferred to her in conversation.

She was tired of it. She wanted a man who would take control, at least for a little while. Jared was the man to do it.

How can I get him to respond to me?

Becca and Tyler were leaving for their honeymoon later today. Angie wasn’t expected to return to the city for two weeks. She’d planned it that way. She needed a distraction, something to break her out of this somber mood.

Could I seduce Jared tonight?Well, maybe not quite seduce. The goal was for him to take her to bed and dominate her for the night. She wanted to lie back and enjoy, not do all the work.

A feminine squeal caught her attention, and Angie saw Tyler had dipped Becca low as they danced. Angie grinned. They were so perfect for each other, so in love.

Angie jumped when a masculine hand closed over hers on the table. She tilted her head and saw Jared, his brown eyes twinkling and a grin playing around his sensual lips. Her heart jumped.

Without a word, he pulled her to her feet and out onto the makeshift dance floor.

Yes.Maybe he was attracted to her and maybe seducing him would be easier than she’d thought.

The music had changed. Angie remembered she was the maid of honor, and Jared was the best man; they were required to dance with each other. Her good mood plummeted.

She rested her left hand on his shoulder, and he grasped her right hand, his left hand against her lower back. Blood surged through her veins as they began to waltz. Thank goodness she’d taken dancing lessons years ago. Jared held her close as they danced.

“It’s a beautiful wedding,” she said and winced at her inane comment.

“Yes.” Jared glanced at the couple dancing. “I’m glad I could do something for Becca and Tyler.” His voice was whisky smooth.

“They’re great together, aren’t they?”

“Yes.”

Angie stopped talking and drank in the feel of his body against hers as they danced. His hardness to her softness. His hold was the only thing keeping her from melting into a puddle at his feet. She wanted him, so why wasn’t she making a move?

Come on, where is that brave, daring woman?

“Becca mentioned you’re closing the ranch for a while.” She shifted closer to him.

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