He had to tell her. Ana María Luna may have been promised to another man, but she had to know how she left him at sixes and sevens whenever she was near. Whenever he smelled her alluring scent. Met her soulful dark eyes from across a ballroom. How no day had passed that he hadn’t thought of her. She could never be his, but Gideon had to tell her of how much he wished she could be.
