The moment Ansel walked into the room, holding that extravagant bouquet like he was the star of some grand romantic gesture, I could practically hear the sighs of admiration from the ladies near me. Even I had to admit, he looked like something out of a magazine—tall, dark, and annoyingly handsome. The way the lights hit his perfectly styled hair and the way he smiled, flashing those pearly whites, was enough to make anyone swoon. For a split second, I almost forgot about the night’s ...