Shot after shot she downed until the sharp, nagging claws of worry faded into manageable background noise.
"Are you okay?" David whispered in her ear, a look of concern softening his face.
Oh man, was he handsome. Close up, his face was a study in sharp, striking angles, the strong, dangerous slope of his cheekbones leading down to a square jaw that practically begged to be touched. Under the low party lights, his skin looked smooth and warm, and those ocean blue eyes possessed an intensity that made her pulse jump, shifting like deep sapphire and twilight under the dim lighting.
Reaching up, she ran her fingers along his jawline, feeling the rough, raspy stubble beneath her fingertips. His eyes fluttered shut as he leaned into her touch, a quiet breath escaping his lips.
"Let's dance,
