THEY danced, Jake stroking his hand gently up Charlie's bare back, while the other caught her hand and held it tight to his chest. They circled the floor once to the applause of the crowd, and then other couples joined them.

　　'Thank God. I hate being the centre of attention,' Charlie murmured, tilting back her head to glance up at him.

　　'I thank God for you,' Jake murmured, his dark gaze intent on her upturned face. . Charlie's lips parted. The compliment was so unlike Jake she had trouble believing him, but there was something so convincing in his tone she couldn't help herself. Their eyes met and desire sharp...