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He had no idea why this man had captured his interest in one look, but he dearly wanted to find out if longer exposure would bear it out, perhaps deepen it. But he could see them go wide, a bit startled, and Corentin smiled, slow and sure. Corentin couldn’t make out the color of his eyes from the distance-something dark, he thought. Suddenly, the other man’s gaze collided with Corentin’s, and everything seemed to freeze for a moment as the connection held. He sat next to a young woman, who might have been wife or sister or some other relation, but she leaned away from him to talk to someone else, and he seemed to be doing much as Corentin was, studying the room. The rich, warm brown wasn’t a poor color for him, though. From what Corentin could see of his clothes, they were of good quality but a bit sober, not as daring or fashionable as many of the ensembles worn that evening. The man was stunning, his features chiseled, his skin glowing in a way that only came from much time spent outdoors, and his thick bronze hair fell in neat waves around his face. Then his gaze stalled on one particular man. Other family members for the most part, it would seem, from the resemblance to either Etan or his husband. Corentin let his gaze slide from them to those seated at the tables nearby.
