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"And you, Mr Dyke, are eye-candy to every woman here," she said, sounding a little bitter. He laughed, looking around and sure enough, there were some woman who he caught staring at him.

"Let them stare. I know who has my attention," he winked, looking dashing in his charcoal suit.

Her hands became sweaty and she exhaled slowly. Never had she seen a guy look this good. Too good. She looked in his eyes and saw him eyeing her like a piece of meat. Had it been any other guy, she'd have been offended, but something about the way he looks at her makes her feel wanted and invincible.

He walked with her to a more secluded place, stepping behind her and tracing a finger down her spine. She released a needy breath into the wine glass she held against her lips as her eyes scanned the area for any lurking figures. He nipped on her earlobe as his hand rested on her hip and she giggled, looking over her shoulder at him.

"Are you trying to seduce me in public?"