When her dance with Lord Phillips was finished, Shayleen let him lead her off the dance floor. After thanking him and he left, she searched the ballroom for her brother. Her gaze swept slowly around the crowded ballroom and suddenly stopped when she spied him conversing with a glorious handsome man.
Never in her life could she admit to having seen such a sensually attractive man as this one. He made her breathless and her heart started to pound at a rapid rate. His face was chiselled to perfection; dark slashing brows, straight nose and perfectly sculpted lips. His dark hair was clubbed back behind his head. She slowly lowered her eyes.
Her breath caught in the back of her throat as she noticed the wide massive shoulders, his build was trim, with slim hips and powerful thighs. Once her gaze languidly slid over him from head to foot, she realized just how massive the man was. He was truly the most handsome man she had ever laid eyes on.
Slowly she moved forward, her stomach fluttered with nervous excitement just thinking about meeting this particular gentleman. He was the first man that had caught her attention since she had become old enough to notice the opposite sex.
While he talked to his friend, Ryland took a quick look around the ballroom.