"Remember the plan?" Zane asks, facing me.
"Yep, get the file and go." I state, looking out the car window to see the other guests going in, while I was putting my mask on and grabbing a zip tie from the deck of the car.
"Okay then, be careful I'll be back here in an hour and thirty." He said while I was opening the car door.
I closed the car door and started walking with my head held high.
The two big doors open to the entrance of the ballroom making all heads turn my way.
No pen, no paper and I still draw attention.
Walking over to the bar, I order a few shots of vodka, I quickly scan the ballroom and spot Carlos at the front chatting with a group of men.
I call the bartender over to order some more shots, while turning around to continue scanning the crowd.
"Here you go, miss." The bartender says sliding the shots over.
"Thank you." I said turning to him, I down one quickly, still scanning until my eyes spot a man eyeing Carlos and has been for a while.
Before I could pick up another small glass, I felt someone's arm brush against mine.
"You plan on drinking all of them?" The man says in a deep voice and but by the smell of his breath, tells me he's had a bit too much to drink.
"It helps calm the nerves." Flashing him a small fake smile while downing another shot before turning to look at the dance floor.
"You don't seem nervous." He says taking a sip of his whiskey, raising his eyebrows to enforce his assumption.
I let out an exaggerated eye roll before answering the drunk "I never said I was, Mr....?" I trail off, letting him finish my sentence.
"Mr. Grayson. Nice to meet you." He said holding his hand out, I ignored his hand pretending I didn't see it.
He pursues his lips in a line, pulling his hand back taking another sip of his alcoholic beverage.
"Would you like to dance Miss..?" He asks as soon as the band starts to play a slow song.
"No, thank you, I promised a friend I'd dance with them, but it was nice meeting you, Mr. Grayson." I speak coldly and start to walk away.
Mr. Grayson try's to follow me but doesn't get far. "Wait, I never caught your name."
"I never throw it." I call over my shoulder.
I continue walking through a group of people, grabbing someone's drink and downing it, placing it on a waiters tray, as I walk nearer to the man who's still staring at Carlos.
The man looks, attractive, medium length raven hair and a clean shaven beard. He has dreamy, chocolate brown eyes that I could find myself getting lost in.
But he's not like the rest of Carlos' guests or bodyguards, so he might be here for the same reason as me.
I came to a stop when I realized that everyone is slow dancing and I'm standing here looking stupid, day dreaming about the stranger.
SERIOUSLY DAY DREAMING!
I look around to see the man dancing, most probably keeping an eye on Carlos.
As everyone switches partner in the middle of the dance, I quickly jump in to be his new partner.
"You look distracted." I say narrowing my eyes at him, making him look at me
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