Sophie I blinked at the man who just saved me from falling. He was so tall, like a giant Alpha. He was dressed in pants and a shirt, and smelled expensive. I gulped. Damn, the man before me was deliciously hot and handsome, and he was in his 40s, still… I can't believe I'm thinking this right now, when I was not in the right mindset. My hands gripped his forearms as he helped me stand back on my feet, like I weighed nothing. "Are you ok, Miss?" His voice was deep and masculine. I shivered, just to hear his voice, and the way he was staring at me. "Umm… yes, thank you very much, sir, for saving my drunk ass," I joked. He chuckled, and damn, this man had a dimple on his left cheek. What a beautiful laugh. How could someone as old as him be this handsome and magnificent? "Well, Miss…" he stopped, not knowing my name. "Sophie," I said right away, wanting to hear my name from his mouth. The smile never dimmed from his face. "Well, Miss Sophie, I didn't mind saving some
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