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hell was this guy earlier tonight? My heart raced as if
I’d just run the New York Marathon. I wondered if we’d run out of time and he
was supposed to be my last speed dater; that would be my totally my luck if
that were the case.
    “Hello there. May I join you?” He said in a deep sexy made-for-radio
kind of voice.
    Smiling and trying to continue breathing at a normal rate, I
motioned my right hand toward the empty chair at my table. “Please.” I sounded
so formal; although, I was surprised and not to mention happy that I could say
anything.
    He had the sexiest smile I had ever seen, and his voice . . . It
had to be the hottest thing I had ever heard. I pictured him next to me naked,
touching me and kissing me. My eyes fluttered shut, and I think a moan may have
escaped my throat.
    His voice broke my reverie. “Do you do this often, because you
don’t seem like the Speed Dating type? Not to mention, I think you are ten
years younger than every other woman here.” His eyes pierced mine. Could he see
through me? Was I still breathing? I wondered what the hell was going on with
me.
    I cleared my throat, and my fingers started playing with the tablecloth.
Since my eyes were still grazing his suit-clad body, I noticed he wasn’t
wearing a name tag. “Actually, this is the first time I’ve done this and didn’t
realize there was a specific type that utilized Speed Dating. I notice you
aren’t wearing a name tag. Did you arrive too late to get one?” I was starting
to get nervous now. Who was this guy?
    He laughed. “No, you’re right; I don’t have a name tag.” He
looked at mine, which was placed over my almost non-existent left breast. Thank
God for the padded bra I wore. “Aubrey.” He extended his right hand, and I met
his with mine. “I’m Alex Logan.” We shook hands, but it was more like a hold
than a shake, and I felt his touch all the way through me. I felt completely
and utterly captivated.
    “It’s nice to meet you, Alex Logan. I’m Aubrey Ryan. Well, you
know I’m Aubrey. You just didn’t know the Ryan part. Well now you do because I
just told you. I mean . . .” Oh my God, I sound like an idiot! Christ, get a
hold of yourself, Aubrey “I don’t mean to be rude, but if you aren’t here
for the event, then why are you here?” I couldn’t wait to hear his answer.
    “I own the club. I happened to be checking in with the bar staff
to make sure everything was in order for the evening. I knew this event was
going on, so I popped my head in and saw you.” He shrugged his shoulders. “I
hope you don’t mind. I don’t want to keep you from these eligible men.” He was
looking around the room and had a shit-eating grin on his face. He knew there
was no one of interest to me there.
    That was not the answer I expected. Yeah, I minded that this
gorgeous man took it upon himself to come over to me and wanted to sit down. “No,
not at all.” Actually, this is the best conversation I’ve had all night.
    He laughed. “Not many good conversationalists?”
    Holy shit! Did I say that last part out loud? I couldn’t
believe I’d said our conversation was the best of the night! This is why I
am single! Total brain-to-mouth malfunction!
    I smiled and tried to play it off. “No, and my best friend is
going to kill me. I purposely tanked most of my answers because the guys were
all losers. I could tell their answers were all fabricated, and if they weren’t,
they should have been. I figure if they were going to lie to me in six minutes
what would they do during an entire real date?” I made sure to finger quote
“real.” “And the truthful ones just weren’t my type.”
    “So these questions of yours. . . Hit me with them. Let’s see if
I’m your type.” Amused, Alex leaned back in the chair and crossed his arms in
front of his chest. And what a chest it was, not to mention his arms. I could have
stared at him for hours. The span of his back covered the entire chair; he was
a