A masked stranger swaggered down the steps
A broad shouldered,dark-haired youth. 
Lips parting in a grin as he stalked into the crowd.
Gods above, even with the mask obscuring half of his features, he was-

He was handsome.
She danced as she watched him, 
And, as if he had somehow sensed her all this time, 
Their eyes met from across the room. 
She gave him a smile,then deliberately turned back toward the singers,
 Her dancing a little more careful, a little more inviting.
It took the masked stranger a few minutes—and a knowing smile from
her to suggest that she, too, knew exactly where he was—

But soon she felt a hand slide around her waist.
"Some party," the stranger whispered in her ear.
 She twisted to see sapphire eyes gleaming at her.
She swayed with the music. 
His smile grew. She itched to pull off the mask. 
"What's your name?"he asked above the roar of the music.