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to show me how to feel like that in the middle of this insane room with the music pounding so loudly I can barely hear myself think?”
    “ If you don’t like it, why do you come?”
    “ I like beer on tap. The only place to get that is a bar. The small hole-in-the-wall bars don’t have a big selection, and typically, they smell a little funky. I would rather deal with this insanity, have a good draft, and get to talk to you.”
    “ Did you just say funky?” she laughed.
    “ I did. Would you prefer gag-worthy? How about gross? Stinky? Icky? Nasty?” The smile on his face was enough to light the room, and make her agree to a dance.
    “ Okay, okay. Let’s dance.”
     
     
    ~*~
     
    He was a horrible dancer. Aubrey tried to help him find the beat. She placed her hands on his hips and moved them side to side. The minute she let go, he lost it. She tried to turn so her back was to his front, wrapped his arms around her waist, and dancing for him. Having him just use her body as a guide. All that did was serve to turn her on (the man had to be hiding some killer abs under that t-shirt) and prove that even with a guide, he couldn’t keep a beat to save his life.
    “ Okay, okay, I think I give up,” he said, throwing his hands in the air.
    “ Don’t give up. You can keep trying. You don’t have to be a good dancer to enjoy dancing. Let’s take a break and grab a drink.” She led him off the floor, and then released his hand. She didn’t want to. For the first time in the last hour, his hands weren’t touching her in some way, and she felt their absence.
    “ Nate, two waters, please,” Hot Geeky Man said to the bartender.
    “ You got it, Henry.” Shit. Now she knew his name. She rather liked Hot Geeky Man. Knowing his name made it a little more real than a fun night. She hadn’t intended to make it more than drinks and dancing, but somehow, knowing his name, made him more irresistible. Shit.
    “ So, since we never actually did the whole introduction thing and I can’t keep calling you Diana Prince in my head—”
    “ Diana Prince? Where did that come from?” Did she look like an ex? Some girl he used to know? That was a nice little piece of info to keep reminding her of her own rule. No serious men in her life until she actually had more time to have a life. Like when she wasn’t an assistant any longer, and when she had one of her own.
    “ Sorry, comic reference. Anyway, I’m Henry, and you are?”
    “ Aubrey.”
    “ Well, Aubrey, it is very nice to meet you.” Henry smiled that brilliant smile at her and handed her the glass of water. She smiled back and took it from him. By the time she took a sip and set her glass down on the bar top, two women had already appeared on the other side of Henry.
    She was about to walk away, when he looked over his shoulder at her and mouthed ‘help me’. She giggled a little and shook her head no. She wanted to see, and hear, what made this man such a magnet. Besides the killer smile, eyes, and hopefully perfect body. He hadn’t talked to these girls, so they couldn’t know how funny and charming he was—even if he were a grown man with a penchant for comic books.
    Henry frowned at her and turned back to the girls. She listened as he tried to get away. He used everything from he had to pee to he needed to go. Finally, he played the ace card.
    “Ladies, why don’t I get the next couple rounds, because I hate to tell you this, but you just aren’t my type, if you understand what I’m saying.”
    Aubrey had to hold back a laugh as she watched the looks on their faces fall. Then, a little petite red head leaned in and whispered something into his ear. He pulled back so fast the bar stool fell out from under him.
    “ No, that is quite all right. Enjoy the drinks. I am leaving now.” Henry handed the bartender a stack of cash and turned to see a red faced Aubrey cackling away. The scowl that was on his face faded and was replaced with a grin. “Oh shush. You