Page 5 of The Rules Of Attraction
It was like he paralyzed my mind and spoke to my inner desire. Then as if he knew what he was doing to me, a slow satisfied smile crept up the corners of his sensual mouth making him look sexier.
Feeling embarrassed for staring the way I was, I turned away and changed my movements to a light sway.
The song was still going, it was in its height of the beat. A guy shuffled closer
to me and started dancing.
He was cute. Not as gorgeous as Mr. Perfect over by the column but cute, and seemed to be a little goofy too.
More what I would class as my type. He got me back into my flow and I would have continued dancing with him if I didn’t catch sight of Mr. Perfect now standing amongst the crowd, eyes locked on me.
The lights flickered on him. Blue, red, gold, green, but didn’t mask the sexiness that radiated from him or the fact that he was fixated on me.
I slowed my movements again, unable to look away like I had before.
I was the last person to stare at anyone because I thought it was rude, but this man made me want to stare.
Someone bumped into me from behind, breaking the connection. It was only then that I turned away.
I’d lost Mr. Goofy in that little shuffle and was now surrounded by a bunch of guys who looked at me like I was fresh meat. One started dancing with me. He was gorgeous with his shoulder length locks and that laid back style.
Again, though, not like Mr. Perfect who I’d seemed to lose.
Maybe this was a little too much carefree for me. I wasn’t here to pick up guys.
I should go. Go back to the apartment. I’d had the drink and danced myself silly if only for a few minutes, but me dancing with all these guys was probably a bad idea.
I shuffled away from them and headed back up to the stairs where the beat was chilled.
I was about to turn the corner for the exit when the warmth of a strong, large hand grabbed mine, stopping me.
Twisting to look, I found myself gazing up at Mr. Perfect, who towered me with his height and that fascinating masculine presence.
“You couldn’t possibly be leaving yet.” He said in a deep, alluring voice that immediately captured me.
His eyes roamed over my body and I allowed myself to look at him too.
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 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, whateverthatwas. And, I felt it now.
“Attraction.” He cajoled.
“Oh, really?”
