And though well over two hundred bodies had walked through that entrance and were now blanketed in a dazzling display of pulsing lights, the one person I’d been hoping to see was still missing. “Ace, you’ve been watching that door like a hawk,” Shayne said as she sidled up next to me with a pomegranate martini in one hand and gave me a nudge. And damn. She had gone full sex kitten tonight in a low-cut black pantsuit, and her signature long red curls were pinned up to take advantage of the backless outfit. Her grey eyes flashed with curiosity as she regarded me. “Is there someone in particular you’re looking for?” I shook my head. “Just keeping an eye on things. Speaking of, does Nate know you came here looking like that? I’ll have to put my bodyguard on you tonight.” “Oh please. It’s not often I get to rub up against Hollywood stars, so I figured the more naked I could get for that, the better.” “Uh…” I looked around us for her other half, and when I didn’t see a gorgeous guy in suspenders with Shayne’s name tattooed on his forehead stride across the balcony, I stepped back and put my hands up.
