She walked back to the auction hall just as John finished his speech. He seemed a bit restless and his eyes were on a hunt for something, and she knew what he was looking for, her, he was looking for her, searching the crowd.
It did not take long for his eyes to finally find her. He could spot her easily even if there were hundreds of people around them. She walked back to her table but before she could sit, she felt a hand snake around her waist “Good evening Ms. Smith”.
She felt tingles where his hand touched her skin and it made her stand straighter trying to avoid his touch, but she should have known better “Good evening, Mr. Ray”.
He leaned down and kissed her cheek “I think we are way past these formalities, don’t you think!” he whispered just for her as he breathed in her scent b
