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I wondered if he’d be here.
I was mid
-
conversation with some former colleagues I hadn&rsquo
;t seen in a few years
when I got my answer. The sight of him made me lose my train of thought.
On the other side of the room, Grant Lexington stood wearing a classic black tuxedo. He
was talking to an older gentleman, which gave me the opportunity
to really take him
in—tall, broad shoulders, yet not overly bulky, a narrow waist with one hand resting
casually in his pants pocket. Even from a distance, his confidence registered. There was
something about the way certain men held themselves that
showed they were in charge, and
that really worked for me. It could take a man who was a seven and make him an eleven in
my book. On the other hand, a handsome ten with a meek personality could be reduced to a
five.
Mr. Confident held a drink in his
left hand and raised it to his mouth, but he stopped
before drinking. He seemed to sense something and looked around the room. When his eyes
caught mine, a slow, wicked smile spread across his face. He excused himself from the
conversation and strode towa
rd me.
My body tingled as I watched him approach with long strides, and I turned from the group
I’d been standing with.
“What a pleasant surprise,” he said.
I tried to appear casual as I sipped my champagne. “I&
rsquo;m filling in for
Bickman.”
He nodded. “Of course.”
Grant eyed the group next to me. “Are you here with a date?”
“No. You?”
He smiled and shook his head. “Would a compliment b
e unwelcome? I
wouldn’t want to sexually harass you.”
“Compliments are always welcome, Mr. Lexington.”
His eyes sparkled. Taking hold of my elbow, he led me a few feet away from the group
I’d been standing with.
“That’s a dangerous thing to say to a man like
me.”
“What was the compliment anyway?”
Grant’s eyes swept over me. “You look beautiful tonight.”
I blushed. “Thank you.”
Grant stopped a waiter as he passed. He gulped back the rest of the amber liquid in his
glass and slipped the flute of champagne from my hand, setting them both down on the
waiter’s tray.
“I was drinking that.”
He motioned f
or the waiter to move along and returned his attention to me.
“I’ll get you more when we’re done.”
“Done with what?”
He held out his hand. “Dance with me.”
I shook my head. “I&rsquo
;m not sure that’s such a good idea.”
He smirked. “I’m fucking positive it’s not.”
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