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I turn around to come face to face with piercing dark eyes.

Yep . . . he’s even better close up. “Hi,” I squeak.

What the hell is that mouse voice?

“I mean, hi,” I say lower.

Chloe smirks. “Hello.”

“I don’t believe we’ve met,” he says as he holds out his hand. “I’m Henley James.”

Henley James.

“Chloe Willcox.” Chloe smiles as she shakes his hand.

He turns his attention to me, and I stare at him, tongue tied.

“And you are . . .” He raises his eyebrow.

“Juliet.” I force a shy smile. He takes my hand and shakes it. His thumb dusts over the back of my hand as he maintains eye contact.

Oh . . .

“Juliet who?” He gives me a slow sexy smile, knowing full well the effect he is having on my poor deprived hormones.

I swallow the lump in my throat. “Drinkwater.”

“And do you?” he replies, his eyes still locked on mine.

“Do I . . .” I frown, confused.

“Drink water?”

“Yes, I do.” I fake a laugh that resembles a six-year-old’s.

Help.

Okay . . . what the hell? Please go away. You are too good looking for my brain to work.

“Would you like to go out with me, Juliet?” he asks.

My eyes flick to Chloe and then back to him. Did I hear that correctly? Huh?

“Well?” he prompts me.

“Um . . .” I take a sip of my champagne. “Like . . . on a date.”

His mischievous eyes light up. “Yes, like a date.”

“Oh, um.” Answer him, fool. “Okay.”

He gives me that slow sexy smile again. “Shall we say . . . Friday night?”

A goofy grin begins to come over my face, and I inwardly stop myself.

Act cool.

“I’ll have to check my schedule,” I reply.

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