We walked into the party hands locked. I could feel their gazes on us as we walked in. The whispers in the air were like music to my ears. I can't begin to explain my satisfaction with seeing their puzzled faces. Dean was talking to one of the servers while I was busy checking up on some of the guests in attendance. I had to be on the lookout for a potential date. "That is our seat," Dean pointed at a table in the center of the room. It was as though the person who arranged the sitting position knew that I would be in attendance. I don't know about you, but you can't hide a rare beauty like me in a corner. "Nice," I whispered, and he looked at me with a scowl. I could tell he was a little confused, seeing how excited I was. "Shall we then?" I said as I wasn't prepared to tell him all about my plans to slay at the engagement party. He smiled and led me to the table. As I sat down, my eyes met Mrs. Caine's gaze. It seemed he had eyes on me from the moment I came, but I couldn't ca