I didn’t think it was possible, but the man was hotter up close.
His face was all angles with a chiseled jaw, tanned skin and a five o’clock shadow.
Those compelling eyes riveted me to the spot, looking at me in a way that did sinful things to my body. I saw pure, raw desire in them.
Being this close also allowed me to see his eye color.
They were gray, like silver. Very unusual looking, almost otherworldly and reminding me of a smoky cloud.
“Yes,” I answered realizing that I was simply staring and hadn’t answered him. I also noted that his hand was still clasped around mine.
“Don’t tell me I’m the only one who felt that back there.” The slow easy smile widened in a cunning way.
“What?” I acted like I didn’t know what he meant, but I knew.
If I didn’t know anything else it was that, whatever that was. And, I felt it now.
“Attraction,” he cajoled.
“Oh, really?”
“Yeah. Definitely.” He nodded. “Pure energy with the power to evoke and control.”
“You make it sound like an actual thing.”
“It is, and there are rules.” The smile up close was well and truly sexy too. It paralyzed me.
At least I had to give him credit for being original with his pick-up lines, but then guys like him didn’t have to worry about what they said.
“Like a game?”
“Yes, exactly like a game. And, we just got chosen to play.” I noticed the way he lingered on the word play.
“We?” A smile inched across my face. Yup, definitely original, and not bad at all.
He nodded.
“What are the rules?” Why did I ask? That was letting trouble take me, but some part of me reached out for this attention.
“Don’t fight attraction, do what it tells you. That’s the first rule. So I can’t allow the most beautiful woman here to leave without dancing with me first.”
God, what should I say to that?
An electrifying shudder reverberated through me.
I was a wreck inside and didn’t exactly look my best on the outside, but this perfect man thought I was beautiful, and he was still holding my hand.
It had been a while since I felt beautiful and definitely not in the last few months.
His gaze, bold and assessing, dropped from my eyes, to my shoulders, to my breasts, and then drifted casually down the rest of me. The look was so galvanizing that it sent a tremor through my body and scattered my nerves.
“I should –”
This guy was one of those that spelled trouble, and I didn’t need trouble right now. I usually avoided guys like that. The cocky, arrogant sort that were usually assholes. But what did I know? After Tom I could hardly claim to be a good judge of character.
“Dance with me, angel.” Magical words which charmed me. Jauntily, he cocked his blonde head to the side.
“Dance?”
“Yes.” He stepped towards me and suddenly I became aware of how close we were standing. He dipped his head low to my ear, and with a low, seductive voice said, “I liked the way you danced. It was damn sexy. The guys who got close to you were lucky. I just want a chance too.”
I considered it and allowed the fantasy of dancing with him to take over.
How could I resist a dance with a truly handsome man who thought I was the most beautiful woman here?
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Acknowledgments
To my readers.
Where would I be without you….
This one’s for all of you.
I thank you from the bottom of my heart for all your support, and for reading my stories.
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About the Author
About the Author
Khardine Gray writes hot contemporary romance and romantic suspense.
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