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Instead of going to the entrance, she turns to me.

“Are you going to stay for dinner?” Thea asks.

Chloe talks next to me.

“Are we having dinner?”

“Yes, I think we are,” Thea says when her future husband fills the doorway.

I look at Chloe.

She looks at me.

“Think about it. I’ll be right back,” Thea says.

Smiling, she pushes out of her seat and walks to Ed Preston.

He has a nice tan, his eyes glinting with a smile when Thea wraps her arms around him.

“Lucky woman number three,” I say under my breath, and Chloe laughs quietly next to me.

“I thought I was the only one keeping track of them,” she says, and I flick my eyes to her.

“I thought you were asleep.”

“Nah… I’m not envious or anything, but it’s hard not to notice,” she retorts.

“Our days will come,” I say, focusing back on them. “You’ll see,” I murmur, having a hard time believing my own words.

“Uh-huh. Like I didn’t see you.”

My stomach sinks.

I whip my gaze to her.

“What did you see?”

“You couldn’t put a string of words together in that man’s presence. David Moore. And then you mumbled stupid shit. If that’s your plan, you’ll turn into a spinster.”

“Look who’s talking.”

We both laugh, and I think having dinner here with them becomes a real possibility.

And then, suddenly, Chloe’s face falls, her amusement fading, her eyes widening in horror.

“Oh, my God,” she mutters.

“What? What happened?”

I try to follow the direction of her gaze and notice a large group of people heading our way.

James, Tiago Rossi, the gorgeous Lex Harrington, whose eyes make me lose my train of thought, a couple other men, and then the man Chloe has spent the night with.

“What the fuck…” I say softly before Chloe swiftly grabs and squeezes my hand.

“Listen. I don’t know who this guy is, but he has no business being here. Or maybe he has, but I don’t have any business being here. Please help me get out.”

I swing my eyes to Chloe.

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