The irony wasn’t lost on Arianna as she looked around at all the fabulous costumes. The last costume party she’d been at she had been a pretty ballerina. She had matured a lot since that time. Running a hand down the snug low-cut black dress she wore, she laughed to herself. She had matured with the reality of life.
She looked around again and almost groaned aloud as a pirate was heading her way. He was giving her a leering, come-get-me look. Not likely, she thought and turned enough in the other direction that she hoped he’d get the message. It had been several years since she’d had the company of a man, but she wasn’t desperate enough to go there. She realized that sometimes not being seen was a good thing.
She searched through the crowd trying to find Evan. He’d most likely be in a tasteful costume, which left out most of the room. She spotted a sheik that had the right height and then bit her lip when the sheik turned and was most definitely a woman.
She stopped looking around and watched as a lion headed in her direction, a lion that was pure man. Chastising herself the whole time, she let her eyes travel down over the golden pants he wore. Definitely a man. Not wanting to get caught ogling, she quickly looked back to his masked face. The smile beneath the golden mask was pleasant and not unappealing.
She allowed her eyes to move from his golden mask down over him again. He wore a collar. Howcute was that, she thought. He was basically naked until she reached his waist. With good reason too, she mused as she bit her lip. A nice toned chest and tummy like that warranted freedom from clothes. She took her time moving her eyes over the covered portions of him once more, and she had to say that from his fuzzy golden mane to his tail that swayed with each movement, it was a well-designed outfit.
Arianna felt a tingle go through her. She closed her eyes for a brief moment and took a breath. Either there was someone here who held the secret of magic or . . . she opened her eyes, or she had a raging case of hormones too long denied. Most likely the latter of the two, but the way the lion’s look was simmering through her whole system, she wondered if she should make her exit. Leaving without speaking to Evan would be rude though.