Niko stood there looking like every woman’s wet dream. He had a pair of charcoal gray pants that had to be tailored for him. His white shirt was a classic button up that seemed so casual, yet it made her want to unbutton it to reveal his hard chest.She licked her lips again, feeling like a mouse being watched by a shifty cat. She would have to play her cards right, if she was going to escape tonight.“Mr. Dare. What a surprise to see you here. I didn’t know you liked night clubs.”He didn’t say a thing. He just stared at her, making her even more uncomfortable in her stilettos.“Well, if you’ll excuse me. I was just heading out.”He didn’t budge. In fact, she wasn’t sure if he was blinking. He just stood and stared. Her mouth felt dry, like she needed another drink. The beat of her heart was louder than her heels on the floor and her knees that had already proven so weak were close to shaking again. She needed out.“Dance?”His voice went through her like the crack of a whip.
