Your dress was constricting, your heels uncomfortable, and the flute of champagne in your hand was doing nothing to make the dull conversations any more exciting. Thoughts of strolling barefoot through the lush garden just outside and feeling the cool breeze on your skin made you long to be free of the stifling room. You wanted out. A quick scan of the ballroom left you even more desperate to escape until your gaze landed on one particular man. His raised glass and quirked eyebrow were all the invitation you needed to excuse yourself from your current company and begin a new adventure.