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that outfit, but I don’t know yours.” He looks at her expectantly, leaning in a little closer than necessary and it strikes Elyse that he’s flirting with her. Sure, it’s an ego boost, but she hasn’t forgotten the very familiar way he was chatting with the waitress from earlier, perhaps this is just the way he behaves with everyone.
     
    Get a grip, Powell, this guy probably has women falling at his feet on a daily basis. Just because he’s being nice to you doesn’t mean he’s interested.
     
    “Is it really that bad?” She stands up a little straighter and puts her hands on her hips, realizing she’s flirting with him.
     
    He gives her a blatant slow once over, from the tips of her borrowed boots right up to her big blue eyes that Jen has managed to make look even bigger tonight. It couldn’t be any different to the once over she’d had from his girlfriend earlier or from the Drunk Suit Guy. It doesn’t make her feel cheap or trashy. It makes her feel sexy and it warms her right through.
     
    “Bad is definitely not the word I’d used to describe how you look. But you don’t need to fish for compliments. I have no problem telling a girl how pretty she is.” He shoots her a cocky smile that would probably be infuriating if he weren’t so damn attractive and Elyse feels herself flush. “So are you going to avoid my question or are you going to tell me your name?” He takes another sip of his beer, looking nonchalant, as if it doesn’t matter to him if she tells him or not. As the silent seconds tick by, eventually he sighs heavily and sticks his hand out towards her as if he’s showing her something she hasn’t seen before. “How about this? I’ll go first. I’m Dane, nice to meet you…”
     
    She smiles, enjoying the game and his complete confidence in himself. “My name’s Elyse.” She shakes his offered hand, almost giggling at the formality of the act after the events of the night. But any desire she has to laugh is abruptly stifled by the zing that jolts through her as she touches him. His hand is warm and strong and she feels the heat travel through her body right down to her core.
     
    Dane watches her as her emotions play out across her face. She had never been very good at keeping a poker face. He gives her that sexy grin of his again and Elyse abruptly pulls her hand away from his as if his touch had burned her. In a way it had. She takes a hurried sip of her drink, more from a lack of anything else to do to distract her from the sexy man next to her than because she actually wanted the beer.
     
    “So where’d you learn the moves you pulled on that asshole?” Dane jerks his head towards the exit where he’d escorted Drunk Suit Guy. “You looked like you knew what you were doing.”
     
    “I’ve been doing martial arts since I was a kid. I’ve only had to use it a few times in real life.” She realizes her hand trembles against her beer.
     
    Dane’s warm hand covers her shaking one. “It’s normal that you’re a little shook up. It would be weird if you weren’t. This kind of stuff doesn’t happen to most people every day.” The gentleness in his eyes makes her heart melt a little.
     
    “If that’s true, why do I get the feeling that this wasn’t your first fight?” She raises a questioning eyebrow at him, surreptitiously slipping her hand out from under his and immediately missing the contact when she does.
     
    “You couldn’t really call that a fight.” He shakes his head dismissively at the thought.
     
    Elyse wonders if he’s normally this cagey or if he’s purposefully avoiding answers to her questions. The thought crosses her mind that, perhaps she isn’t the only one with something to hide. Her cell buzzes insistently in her pocket, interrupting her train of thought. It’s Jen, asking her when she’s going to be done.
     
    Suddenly Elyse feels exhausted. Her first night on the reporting job that she’s expecting to kick start her whole career