What it hadn’t prepared her for was the sting that lanced her when the most captivating man she’d ever set eyes upon had simply acknowledged her with a nod before disappearing back into the crowd. Ana María had seen him approach, his expression placid but his obsidian eyes fervent as they considered her and her new group of friends. His dress attire had been austere, with no embellishments aside from a crisp white cravat tie, but she supposed such things would have been overshadowed by the harsh beauty of his face.
