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“Oh my god! Yes, Tanner! Give it to me harder!”
Surprise shoots my brows up my forehead. I’m not the only one. Every person within earshot turns to glance that direction, some laughing, others whispering about what they heard.
I’m not sure what kind of parties Governor Callahan throws, but this is a lot more than I expected.
Shaking my head, I turn again to run down the narrow walkway but crash into someone. I wasn’t paying attention, and my shirt is soaked when the person’s drink spills on me. Lifting my eyes, they lock with those of another gorgeous man.
He’s much taller than me, forcing me to crane my neck to stare up at him. The first thing I notice is the dark brown of his stylishly disheveled hair and the deep blue of his eyes.
My gaze skates down to notice a tattoo peeking up from the collar of his white, button-down shirt. A quick glance at him would lead you to believe he’s just as stuffy as the rest of the people attending this party, but if you look closer, you see there’s more to him.
“Sorry about—”
“You should watch where you’re walking,” he snaps, his gruff voice rubbing me the wrong way, especially since I’m the one who ended up wearing his drink.
After glancing down at my white shirt, which is now practically transparent, I lift my eyes to his face again, anger heating my cheeks.
“Saying excuse me would have been polite. You’re not the one who’s soaking wet.”
His gaze flicks down to my shirt, a smirk tilting the corner of his mouth when his eyes meet mine again.
“It’s not my fault you ran into me.”
His tone is as dismissive of me as the expression on his face. Utter contempt in the lines of his mouth and glisten of his eyes.
It only pisses me off more.
“Maybe not, but you could at least apologize.”
“For what?” he asks with a smirk. “I didn’t do this.”
Flicking another quick glance at my shirt, his smirk stretches wider, a wicked expression crawling over his face when he meets my stare again.
“Listen, if you need help cleaning up, I’ll happily follow you to a bathroom and do what I can. The view’s not half bad—”
“Oh, fuck off,” I bark. “Like I’d let you see me without a shirt on.”
Leaning forward, he stops when our noses are almost touching, his eyes dancing with mirth.
“Then I suggest you move along. I made my offer. It’s your loss if you choose not to accept.”
Who the hell does this guy think he is?
“What is wrong with you?”
Another arrogant grin.
“Nothing’s wrong with me. I just take issue with a woman getting mouthy for no reason. Like I said, you ran into me. You can stop acting like I’m the one to blame.”
Stepping away, I glare at the conceited bastard standing in front of me. The look does nothing to back him off, though.
If anything, he sees it as a challenge.
I’ve known him for less than five minutes, and already I know I want nothing to do with him.
Shane
I’m starting to believe I should have refused to come to the party tonight. It’s bad enough being trapped in this tuxedo that restricts movement and chokes my throat, but I’m also surrounded by a bunch of pompous assholes who consider themselves elite.
