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“I need to get home to finish my work,” I told my sister.
“You can’t. Not yet. You promised to dance and I need you here.” There wasn’t anything I wouldn’t do for my sister, but this was pushing the boundary.
I didn’t see anybody behind the bar. How did I get a refill on this drink?
He started toward us and a new question came to mind—was there a back way out of here?
He walked up with a smile that made him look incredibly handsome. Handsome enough to hide his true character.
“Alexa and Rachel, you both look lovely tonight.”
“Thank you Evan, it’s nice to see you,” Rachel said in a syrupy sweet voice. She gestured to his attire. “This isn’t black tie.”
He spoke to Rachel, but his eyes stayed on me. “I’m on my way to another engagement, but I didn’t want to miss seeing
Alexa.”
“Then we won’t keep you,” I said, quickly bringing the glass to my lips, only to find it empty.
His deep voice sent a shiver through me. “Alexa. You owe me a dance.”
I would not be pushed around, so I met his stare with my own. “It’s very nice of you to stop by, but I don’t recall owing you anything.”
His attention shifted to Rachel. “You didn’t tell her?”
“Tell me what?” I demanded of my scheming little sister.
She cowered. “I promised him a dance for you.”
Shaking my head, I straightened out the misunderstanding. “It wasn’t my promise, so thank you for the offer, Mr. McAllister, but no thank you.”
Evan raised an eyebrow in Rachel’s direction.
She tapped me on the shoulder and leaned closer. “He gave Missy and Donny five thousand in your name for a dance with you.” Her words were soft and infused with guilt.
I gaped, having learned that my little sister had pimped me out to this Devil in a tux. I’d wring her neck later, but tonight all I could do was grin and bear it.
Evan held out his hand. “Shall we?”
Daddy had said the measure of a person was in how they handled setbacks. I could do this for Rachel and her happy couple.
“One dance,” I said as I accepted Evan’s hand. They say dancing with the devil changes you. I was about to find out.
I put my hands on his shoulders and kept a respectable space between us. The sudden tingle of his touch on my waist scrambled my brain for a few seconds. Did the devil have some chemical he applied to his hands to seduce women with his mere touch?
“Is this so horrible?”
I cleared my throat. “No.” It came out as a squeak.
“You look very beautiful tonight.”
I’d been looking at his neck to avoid looking anywhere more dangerous, his lips, his eyes. My eyes migrated to his face. “You too… handsome I mean.”
“Was that so hard?”
“What?”
“Being honest.”
