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her beautiful breasts or touching her soft porcelain shoulders. As a growl rumbled in his chest, he realized he did know, and he would need to watch it tonight or he might start a war.
    Men had gone to war for less. Helen of Troy didn’t hold a candle to his Casey.
    The makeup woman had sprayed a soft vanilla scent on her curvaceous beauty that made him want to sink his fangs into her right there in the limo.
    What was he going to do when someone asked her to dance?
    Let her go. This night was meant to show her how enticing and lovely she was. That she might garner some attention from the opposite sex was a good thing. Wasn’t that the reason he invited her?
    Calming his breathing, he tried to think rationally. It wasn’t easy with her scent intoxicating him. And she kept biting the left side of her lip. She always did that when she was nervous.
    “We don’t have to stay long if you don’t want. And I’ll be with you the entire time,” he reassured her.
    As she took a deep breath, her breasts lifted. Then she gave him the sweetest smile, and Nick had to adjust his jacket to hide her effect on him. Taking both of her hand in his, he squeezed gently.
    “Do you have any idea how incredible you are?”
    “Stop worrying, Nick.” She tried to pull her hands away, but he held fast, her creamy skin soft under his touch. “You’re being sweet, and I appreciate it. But it’s making me more nervous. You can throw the girl in a fancy dress and make her look nice, but that doesn’t mean I’m going to fit in. I’m telling you, I’m really, really bad at this stuff.”
    Her lack of self-confidence helped him remember this night was all about her. “Casey, you are one of the most charming women I’ve ever known. Trust me, you have nothing to worry about. All of these people have secrets they hope no one finds out. I guarantee the majority of them are as insecure as you. And if they don’t feel that way, it’s because they’ve stuffed down their insecurities with liquor or drugs.”
    “I should have had someone take a picture with my phone. Aunt Teddie would die if she saw me in this dress.” She deftly changed the subject with a giggle and then looked out the window for a moment before turning to him. “She’d probably steal it, which reminds me.”
    She glanced down at her fingers as he let her hands slip from his.
    “I—uh. Well. Oh jeez, this is embarrassing.” She picked imaginary lint from her dress.
    “Casey, you know you can tell me anything,” he said seriously. Concerned she was upset about something, he shifted so he could see face her more clearly. Reaching out, he touched her bare shoulder, and heat seared straight from his fingers to his groin.
    He kept his fingers there even though it was a big mistake. He doubted he could remove them even if he wanted to. Her skin was so soft.
    “I don’t have enough money right now to pay you back for all this stuff. I was wondering if we could do an installment plan. David told me that you picked up the tab, and I feel so guilty.”
    “Hah!” Nick chuckled. Money. That was what she worried about. The tension from months of wanting to do very bad—very fun—things to this woman eased away on a tide of laughter. Eyes widening in shock, she watched him as though he were a crazy man on a ledge.
    Maybe he was.
    “I’m glad you’re so happy about my financial concerns.” She crossed her arms and pouted.
    He gently squeezed her shoulder. “Oh, Casey. This is why I—” He paused. “Adore you.” What had he been about to say? He didn’t want to go there. Hell, he couldn’t go there. “You’re doing me a huge favor tonight. The least I can do is pick up the tab. Don’t most men pick up the tab when they take you out?”
    She gave him the I’m-trying-to-be-patient-but-you-are-an-idiot glare she used when he made fun of her vampire show. “Dude, have you seen the men I date? I’m lucky if they want to go Dutch for dinner. I usually end up paying for