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Husband.
Ridiculous. He’s handsome, intense, and overconfident. A lethal combination that I’ve seen many times. Usually in the defense attorney’s asses before I whip them in court.
I allow my eyes to rake over his broad frame in his tuxedo from head to foot and back up again.
Yep, handsome, intense, and overconfident. I should look away.
I swallow as heat swirls in my core, and I continue to study him.
“You know them?” I ask.
“I know of them. Tanner Grayson owns it. But that guy, Drew Harper, he’s the one who ran the entire project here. Did a fine job,” the bartender continues.
“Yeah, pretty fine,” I mumble as Drew and the curvy brunette head toward the exit. “Excuse me,” I blurt, sliding off my stool and stumbling.Stupid stiletto shoes.
I weave my way through the busy ballroom and out through the ornate exit doors into the corridor that leads to the lobby. I scan up and down but don’t see anyone.
“Drew.” A giggle floats around the corner.
I follow the sound, unsure why I’m even here.
I round the corner as Drew helps the brunette into her coat and then kisses her on the cheek. My stomach twists as she reaches up and hugs him and his arms curl around her.
“Thanks, Buddy,” Logan says to Drew as he appears beside me.
“Sophie? So glad you could make it with Halliday tonight. Have you had a good evening?”
“Yes. Thank you,” I reply, my eyes flicking to Drew, who’s now aware that I was here watching him and his date like a weirdo.
His brows lower over his blue eyes as he looks at me intently. I raise my chin, readying myself to turn back around and head back into the ballroom.
“Oh.” The brunette with him grins as though my name means something to her. “Sophie?” Her eyes dart to Drew’s face, but he’s still watching me. “It’s so nice to meet you. I’m Maddy.”
“Nice to meet you too.” I smile at her politely.
“You ready, Smiles?” Logan asks, walking up to Maddy and linking his hand with hers.
She gives me a small wave and then pats Drew on the chest. “Night, big brother. I’ll call you tomorrow.”
Drew murmurs a response, his eyes still fixed on mine.
“Bye, Sophie,” she calls, walking away with Logan.
“Bye.” I wave back, off-balance. I reach for the wall but am caught by a warm hand around my wrist and another tucking itself around my waist.
“You’re drunk,” Drew states as he supports me. His brows pull lower as he studies my face.
I breathe in his warm, delicious scent. It’s like honey on smoked wood. But it can’t detract from the look of irritation on his face.
“Who are you to say what I am? A cop?” I snap.
A scowl passes over his lips, before it fades away and he loosens his grip on me, steadying me, before letting go completely.
“Where’s your friend?” he asks, glancing over my shoulder like he’s expecting her to appear.
“Halliday’s in the ballroom. Why?”
“How are you getting home tonight?” he asks, bracing a hand on my upper arm and guiding me to one side so I don’t get bumped into as two businessmen in suits walk past, laughing loudly and swaying.
