There was room to stand although, and, in an effort to find Scott, Vivian began to push her way forward, when she froze.

Because he was there.

Difficult to see, true, because he was surrounded by a nucleus of glamorous women who seemed to be straining towards him, drawn like iron filings to a magnet.

But his presence was as unmistakable as it was remarkable. That tall, wide-shouldered yet lean body.

The jet-dark hair and the glittering stormy eyes. And before they could be trained in her ...