Page 129 of Devil in a Tux


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“Barts,” Baldy supplied. “Perhaps another?”

I pointed in Noah’s direction. “Sorry, Evan’s brother is waiting for me.”

“Thank you Lexi,” I heard as I walked off. It wasn’t worth correcting him.

When I reached Noah my expression should have said it all. “That’s a half dozen, and I’m through.”

“Score?” Noah asked as the music for the next dance started.

“One out of three.”

I settled into people-watching, noticing how different this was from anything I’d been to. Most of the people here were a notch past tipsy by this time of the evening.

Noah had just left for the bathroom when the man approached.

“Hi. You must be Alexa. You must waltz with me. I’m Martin Graff, Evan’s friend. Actually, we also work closely together.” The way he said closely struck me as odd.

“Hi,” I said awkwardly.

He offered his hand.

I looked around for either Evan or Noah.

“No thanks, I’m not very steady in these shoes.”

He didn’t get the hint. “I’ll catch you if you stumble. And if you’re worried about Evan, don’t be. We’re good friends. It’ll be fine.” If he was a good friend, declining might be rude, so I took his hand and followed him onto the dance floor.

I didn’t care for his occasional leering at my cleavage, but then a lot of people here had at least one glass of champagne too many under their belt. The heels were tricky, but after a lap of the floor, I got the hang of the rhythm and followed his lead reasonably.

“I haven’t been able to take my eyes off you tonight,” he said. “You’re very beautiful.”

I hadn’t noticed him. What was I supposed to say to that? “Thank you.”

“I’m also very generous,” he said with a waggle of his eyebrows.

“That’s very nice. I fundraise for a charity you might be interested in.”

He ignored my invitation. “My family always wins.”

“Good for you.” I tried again. “It’s a pediatric cancer charity.”

His grip on my waist tightened. “Evan is going to lose.”

I kept my mouth shut and my chest away from his as we danced.

“You know Evan and I share a lot of things.” This guy sure liked to talk more than he liked to listen.

I glanced to the side looking for Noah. He should have been back by now, but wasn’t.

“A lot of his girlfriends have found my bed warmer than his. What do you say we meet up for drinks sometime? Don’t you want to be with a winner?”

I felt like vomiting on him, but then rage boiled up inside of me. Two steps later I planted the heel of my stiletto on his foot with my full weight. “You stay away from me.”

He went down with a scream.

My hands went to my face. “Oops.”

Couples around us stopped and gasped before deciding I wasn’t worth their time.

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