“We shall see,” Cassidy said.
Not much longer, and they both had drinks in their hands, standing next to the bar, watching as people filed in under the pavilion. As Gemma watched the people, she realized Cassidy was right. This wasn’t an ordinary party.
This was most definitely different. Much more than what she was expecting.
While Cassidy was off to the girl’s room, a couple of guys approached her.
“Where did your friend go off to?” The tall and rugged one asked. He had kind eyes though, which Gemma appreciated.
“She’ll be back in a couple of minutes,” she said. “Why?”
“Not the sort of party girls like you should be attending alone,” he said. “I’m Guy.”
He held out his hand and Gemma stared at it.
“You said your name is Guy?” she asked.
He nodded. “My parents weren’t all that original.”
Gemma laughed. “I’m Gemma.”
“This is Weylan,” he said.
Weylan was a tad bit more standoffish. He seemed uncomfortable and on alert.
“Is he okay?” Gemma asked, cautiously staring at the incredibly handsome man.
“I’m fine. Just keeping an eye out for your friend,” he said.
“How noble of you. She can handle herself,” Gemma said.
His light brown eyes took her in and stole her breath. A small crease appeared between Weylan’s eyebrows. His lips parted, and all she could think about was the shape of his mouth and wondering how it would feel on hers.
And just like that, her nerves ignited in the most delicious burn she has ever felt in her life.
She smiled, unable to fight her lips. Weylan stepped closer.
“You have very pretty eyes,” he said.
She giggled. “Thank you. You do too.”
And they were the most beautiful brown eyes she’s ever seen. They were faceted with shades of yellow, green, and brown, interlaced and overlapping creating a dazzling web of color and beauty.
She had never seen eyes like his before.
“What did I miss?” Cassidy asked as she approached Gemma’s side.
Gemma managed to pull herself from Weylan’s enchanting gaze to address Cassidy. “These two are looking to entertain us for the evening.”
“Fantastic,” she said and turned to Guy, “But don’t get any ideas. I’m taken.”
“Oh. Then challenge accepted,” Guy said and smirked. He held out his hand. “I’m kidding, I’m Guy.”
Cassidy took his hand. “I hope so. I’m Cassidy. Interesting name you have there.”
“That never gets old,” he said and chuckled.
“His parents had no originality,” Gemma offered.