He put his large hands on the table, leaned in and stared at her. Holy shit, she could see the width of him and it was all she could do to keep from licking him. Anywhere. She held out her hand, tossed off some of the alcoholic haze and smiled in her best ad saleslady manner. No one had to tell her this was the owner, his name fit him to a tee. “Carly,” it was all she could say as she gazed in his intense dark eyes. “Steel,” his deep voice caressed her as he shook her hand gently as an electric shock flowed through her.