-Ronan-

It’s been one hour into this hellish evening, and I’ve managed to dodge most of the people who come up to talk to me so far.

But I can’t ignore Stella Van Arder, who’s spotted me hiding on the balcony and is on her way over here.

She saunters toward us with a glass of champagne in her hand. I can’t help but notice the way her red dress hugs the curves on her thin body, and ...