One set of eyes were piercing a burning hole into me that I could feel deep inside. It made me warm and tingly in all the right places, yet unsteady, and uncomfortable, like a set target. It was as if he knew me the very essence of who I was and who I could be. I felt vulnerable and naked, yet desired. I scanned further down the room, to the other head of the table. It was there that I connected with the most beautiful set of icy blue eyes I have...