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He strolls away, and I turn and flag the bartender down “Vodka rocks” I slide a tenner across the counter It’s an open bar, but tipping ensures better service I’ll need a fewaround

Taking my drink, I turn my back to the bar and notice a tall, slender speci beside me He orders a vodka rocks, and I quickly assess hiht scruff on the cheeks Interesting Stepping back, he catches my inspection and pauses I lift rew up in, men don’t intimidate me

Apparently, I don’t inti

He exhales a laugh, revealing nice white teeth “Are you here for the bride or the groom?”

“Hmm” I realize I’m not sure how to answer that question I’uess”

“You guess?”

“I’m friends with both, but I knew Derek first”

“A

h,” he nods

“You?”

“Bride” Then he hesitates, taking a sip of his drink “Actually, no, that’s not right I guess my answer is the same as yours Only in reverse”

He looks out at the dance floor where the happy couple hasn’t stopped slow-dancing since they arrived So wistful is on his face, and I can’t resist

“You have a history with Melissa?”

Blinking hazel-green eyes back at me he seems to wake up “We were childhood friends It’s unexpected to see them all married”

“I’od, A down at my drink, I realize it’s nearly empty I’m more relaxed than I realized