Marley was pacing in the green room while Nick watched. He grabbed a handful of grapes from the platter left out for them, popping several in his mouth.

"Mate. You are driving me mad."

"Sorry, I'm just nervous. Where is she anyway?"

Nick shrugged. He was feeling a bit put out that Sabrina wasn't there to be honest.

"I'm the one who is supposed to be nervous. You sit, I'll pace."

Marley sat down and immediately started jiggling his leg, making his keys jangle noisily. Nick knew how he felt. His nerves were out of control. He was worried that he'd over dressed in his gray Armani suit and plum silk shirt. At least he'd resisted all of Marley's attempts to get him to wear a tie.

He ran his hand through his hair, mussing it up accidentally. Damn, the hairstylist would have his knickers for that. Not that he was wearing any. He patted the top of his head and then gave up. His wavy hair always did what it wanted to anyway.

Nick glanced at the clock. The show was halfway over already. He was to be the last guest. He was, quite literally, almost on.

"Thank god you are here!"

Marley was on his feet. Nick turned to the doorway, expecting to see little Miss Priss in her corporate garb. What he saw instead stopped him in his tracks.

Jesus, Mary and Joseph.

Her outfit the other day hadn't done her justice. Hot as she was, this ensemble showed her assets to the fullest. He swallowed, realizing she was the best looking woman he'd ever seen.

Sabrina was wearing her golden hair pinned up in a chignon, which showed off her beautiful face and long, slender neck. Her dress was- dear lord- it looked like it had been poured onto her. He hadn't realized she was quite that curvy… he licked his lips as his mouth suddenly felt like the Goddamn Sahara.

He was still gawking at her, staring now at her stupefyingly long legs when she cleared her throat. Twice. How did the woman walk in those spindly heels? He liked them though. He liked them a lot.

He raised his dazzled eyes to her face. He was gratified to see that she looked a bit shell-shocked herself. He smiled suddenly. He didn’t look half-bad, if he said so himself.

"Nick. Are you ready?"

"Huh? Oh yeah, right. I'm ready."

"You read my talking points? List of topics to avoid?"

"Yes ma’am."

She cocked her head at him.

"I'm serious. Come here, let me smell your breath."

He grinned, ready to take her up on that offer. He'd be happy to let her smell his breath- while he was kissing her senseless.

"He hasn't had a drop all day, Ms. Newton. I can vouch for him."

Nick gave Marley a dirty look which only made the dolt look confused. Did he not know he was cock blocking him?

He smiled at Sabrina the way a lion smiled at a steak.

"You look lovely, my dear."

She looked a bit scandalized at the term of endearment. He didn't blame her. They'd been at odds since the moment they met, after all.

She had no way of knowing he’d been thinking about spending time with her nonstop. He was bloody well obsessed!

"Thank you. I was just stuck in traffic. I'm sorry I was late."

He raised an eyebrow at her words. He doubted she ever did anything wrong. An apology seemed out of character for her. He might only have known her a brief while, but he felt certain that he understood her already. What made her tick.

And right now, he was the one making her tick. Damn if she wasn't checking him out surreptitiously. The suit. It must be the suit.

He decided he should wear suits more often. He loved suits. Suits made the man, after all.

A young man with a clipboard and a headset poked his head in the doorway.

"You're on in two."

"Alright then, let's do this."

He held out his arms and did a slow turn for Sabrina's benefit. If she wanted to look, he was more than happy to let her.

"Do I pass muster then?"

She looked him over. He couldn't help noticing that she definitely seemed to like what she saw... even though she tried to hide it. That was interesting…

Very interesting indeed.

"You look good."

"Just good?"

She rolled her eyes.

"You know you're hot, Nick, just get out there already."

He was grinning from ear to ear as he stared at her. She started turning pink. He walked closer and leaned in.

"What?"

He leaned in and whispered in her ear.

"You finally called me Nick."