Page 3 of Nanny for the Silver Fox

"The look on your face." He takes my chin between his finger and thumb. "You're easy to read, sweetheart."

I bristle. "I'm not."

He gives me a lopsided grin. "It's a good thing."

We reach the dance floor, and he pulls me against him and whispers in my ear, "Underneath all that tight control is a passionate woman dying to let loose."

He puts his hands on my hips, and we sway to the slow song.

"Let me guess. You're a recent college grad with a good job offer and graduated top of your class."

"No."

"Yes."

"Fine, you're right."

He pulls me closer to him. The swell of my breasts presses against his muscular chest. I can feel his warmth through the thin fabric of my dress.

"It killed you to say that."

"What?"

"That I was right."

I can't help but smile. "Maybe a little bit," I admit.

We lock eyes, and his gaze drifts from my breasts to my mouth. Warmth explodes in my belly, and I want him to do more than look. He's tall, sexy as sin, and has the body of a Greek god. I feel his need for me swell against my stomach.

I rock my hips against him, and he tightens his grip on me. I clasp my hands behind his neck and thread the hair at the base of his neck through my fingers.

Touching Evan felt like heaven on earth, and for once, I felt like being naughty.

The song ends.

"I have a place not too far from here," he whispers into my ear, the heat of his breath sending shivers down my spine.

I bite my lip. Yes, I want him, but he isn't the guy for me. I want commitment, passion, and love. I compromised with Brendan, and I'm not about to make the same mistake again.

"No, thanks." With great effort, I step away from him. "Thanks for the drinks."

I walk away before he can say something that will change my mind. After a few minutes, I find Shae.

"What happened with the Adonis?"

I roll my eyes. "Evan and I danced, and he asked me to his place."

"Girl, please tell me you didn't say no."

"He's not the one for me. I want something real. Not a one-night stand."

"You can have fun while you search for the guy you want."

"That's not me. I'm a relationship type of girl, and he definitely is not a relationship type of guy."

She places her arm around me. "Maybe you’ll meet someone when you go on vacation."

I shrug. "Maybe. Martha's Vineyard attracts all kinds of people." I smile at Shae and pull her toward the dance floor. "Let's forget about all that and have some fun."

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