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He was attractive with blond hair and brown eyes, well-dressed and erudite He was a catch But he was far too glib for my tastes He'd hit on me each time we met after that I could almost predict what he'd say and it botheredother than fuck material

He placed his beer down on the table and stood up straight, ad

justing his jacket when Peter ledbeside him

"Drake, Dave, may I introduce—"

Before Peter could introduce me, Dave stepped forward "Ahh, the lovely Miss Bennet," he said in an affected British accent "Um, I mean the lovely Kate needs no introduction"

"It is a truth universally acknowledged that a ood fortune must write out a check and make a donation to the cause," I said in an equally affected British accent, not wanting to miss the opportunity to tease him and also continue with the Pride and Prejudice reference

Dave laughed "Well played, Ms McDermott, well played"

At that, Drake made a face of surprise "You're Katherine…"

"Oh, this is Kate McDer to eon, bass player, philanthropist I assumed you already knew each other"

"I met, but didn’t really formally meet, Ms McDermott," Drake said, his voice soft "I've known you by reputation for years My apologies for not introducing myself"

"By reputation?"

"Your father told aize"

I smiled briefly, surprised that he kneho I was

Dave turned to ht with your father in Vietnam Drake volunteers with Doctors Without Borders," he said, sounding ical equipoes to war zones where civilians have experienced brain trauma and fixes them up"

It was then I realized who Drake was and I turned to him, totally surprised "My father's spoken of you before" I san that He thinks you're practically a saint"