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“Where to tonight?” she asked.

“Yeah?”

“I could use a drink, honestly. Today has been rough.”

“What happened?”

“Drunk bride,” Asher said.

“The worst.”

“No, the worst was when she asked me to fuck her and came out of the bathroom with her boobs hanging out.”

“What?” Linden laughed. “No way.”

“Yes, way. And we weren’t alone, either. I was mortified.”

“Was she hot?”

“Linden…” she said, laughing.

“What? I never get hot brides hitting on me.”

“You wouldn’t do anything even if you did.”

“No, I’m a professional. But it doesn’t mean I wouldn’t want a hot bride to flash me her boobs.”

“Your bride didn’t flash you today?”

“Two grooms today.”

“Oh, right. I don’t suppose you’d want either of them to flash you, huh?”

“I’m done with dicks. You know that,” Linden said.

“Crass,” Asher replied with a laugh.

“Maybe. But it’s the truth. I’m not faking it anymore.”

“I need to go,” Asher said when she noticed the bride walking around the building and away from the reception. “Text me?”

“Yeah,” Linden said.

Asher hung up and yelled, “Everything okay?”

The bride turned, clearly surprised that Asher was there.

“Needed a moment.”

“I’ll leave you to it, then,” Asher replied.

“Wait,” the bride said, walking toward her now. “I’m sorry about earlier.”

“It’s okay. It’s a stressful day.”

“I’m really embarrassed.”

“All forgotten,” Asher said, knowingthatwas impossible.

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