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“Come dance with me.”

Trey’s eyes twinkled brightly as he pulled Debra to the dance floor and into his arms. She leaned closer to him.

Trey smiled down at her. His hand on her back was strong and masterful as they took off across the dance floor. “You look amazing tonight,” he said.

“Thank you,” she replied, hoping he couldn’t hear the loud thunder of her heartbeat. She wanted to dip her head into the hollow of his throat, feel his body scandalously close against hers. “Your speech was pretty amazing, too.”

He laughed. “We’ll see about that by the campaign donations that appear in the next few weeks. If nothing else, it seems that everyone has had a wonderful time tonight. My only regret is that I haven’t had a chance to dance with you before now.”

She raised her head to gaze up at him, and in his blue eyes she saw what she felt—desire and want and everything that shouldn’t have been in those blue depths.