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I
wondered if he’d be here.
I
was mid-conversation with some former colleagues I hadn’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 toward 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’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 be 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 for 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’m not sure that’s such a good idea.”
He
smirked. “I’m fucking positive it’s not.”
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their three children where she is living out her own happily ever
after with the boy she met at age six.
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