Page 3 of Tempt

“We?” My heart fluttered uncontrollably in my chest. I wanted to plaster myself to this guy and shove my tongue in his mouth. He was everything I liked all rolled into one man. He should be illegal.

The other side of his mouth pulled up to form a full grin. “Me and every other man. No one can take their eyes off you.”

I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. Did he just say he couldn’t keep his eyes off me?Sweet Jesus.

His face didn’t move but I swear his eyes twinkled in that mischievous bad boy kind of way. “Perhaps you’ll let me spin you around the floor after you get a rest?”

Dancing with him could be dangerous to my health, but damn did I want to do it. I nodded. “Let me get a drink.”

“Water.” His eyebrows rose.

I grinned back, kind of liking his friendly command. “Definitely water.”

And with a nod he disappeared back into the crowd almost as fast as he seemingly appeared in my life.

“Bloody hell,” Luis said under his breath. He looked like he’d just seen a ghost.

“What?”

“Do you know who that is?”

I shrugged. Other than inexplicably sexy and good at catching wayward dancers, I had zero clue who had just rescued me from scraped knees.

“That’s Theo Sutherland.” He grabbed my elbow and turned me away from the dance floor. “I can’t believe that just happened.”

The name kind of rang a bell… but not really. “Who?”

“Theo Sutherland. Of iON Innovations. Heir to Sutherland Industries.ThatTheo Sutherland.”

I still didn’t fully understand everything Luis was saying, but one thing stuck out in particular. iON Innovations. My cubicle was on the forty-seventh floor of the iON Innovations Building.

“He owns the building we work in?”

Luis snorted as he pushed me back to our booth. I could already see Ava staring at us with her mouth hanging open. “You don’t seem to understand, my dear Allison. We’ve all worked in the iON building for years. We’ve only seen Mr. Sutherland twice.”

“So he doesn’t get out much? Or does he just hate seeing the riff-raff?” I laughed at my own bad joke. Luis did not.

“He’s practically a recluse. At least that’s what the tabloids say.”

I shot him a look. “You can’t honestly believe what you read in those.”

He shrugged. “We work in the same building and I certainly never see him. Maybe they’re right.”

“Then why is he here tonight?” If Theo were such a recluse he certainly wouldn’t be out in a busy dance club, drinking and saving women from disasters on the dance floor with that damn sexy eye twinkle he just gave me.

“I’m not sure about that, but I do know you were just asked to dance by the sexiest, most eligible,least availablebachelor in all of London.”

Chapter 2

Iwas going to have one dance with Theo and then walk away. As sinfully sexy as the man might be, I had zero interest in spending any time with a self-involved, work-obsessed family business heir.

Iwas a family business heir. I knew what we were like. What we were all like. Didn’t matter if you were American, British, French, or Chinese. Children born into successful families were all raised with silver spoons, nannies, and a basketful of childhood issues we paid psychologists a lot of money to analyze.

I did not need any of that in my life.

Sure I’d dated my fair share of guys from my acceptable dating pool over the years. I’d found them all sad and wanting. There was no thrill, no excitement. None of them were different or daring. Their lives had all been planned out before they were born and each had either rebelled themselves into rehab, or accepted their fates.

It made for really boring people.

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