Chapter 10

And almost ran right into the sexiest man he’d ever seen. Mick.

Dressed in a well-fitting gray pinstripe suit, Mick was slender and tall, with legs that went on forever. Elliot had tilted his head back and looked up into a pair of amused blue-green eyes that reminded him of the ocean on a sunny day.

“Wow,” Elliot had choked out, wondering if he’d swallowed his tongue or if it only felt like it.

Mick’s mouth had quirked in a smile, unlike anything Elliot had ever seen. It curled up on one side and down on the other, but there was no doubt that it was a smile. A damn sexy one.

“You’re hot. Wanna dance?” Elliot had blurted out, then smacked his palm against his forehead, cursing his ineloquence.

Mick had thrown his head back and laughed. “Sure,” he’d said and let his gaze wander up and down Elliot’s body.