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Yeah. It wouldn’t go over very well.

“Are you okay about the whole thing?”

I shrugged.

“I don’t think I regret it. I think I just want to see him again, and I know I can’t cause I don’t know his name or anything. And I just left him there. He had gone to get us drinks and I left before he got back.” I explained.

“Oh no, see I knew I ruined something!” she stomped her foot like she was throwing a tantrum and it made me laugh easily.

“You didn’t! I promise. It’s just one of those things that happen once and I get to look back on.”

“I guess. But what about everything else, did they like the arrangement?” I couldn’t help but smile.

“Yeah. Sasha had come up to shortly after I got there, gushing about much she loved it. I was so relieved, I wasn’t sure what anyone would think. Even the guy commented on the flowers.”

“That’s so good! Just watch, your phone will be ringing off the hook soon.”

She stopped the steamer and sprayed the dress down, then she packaged it neatly inside of the garment bag. It was almost like she was sealing off the night and all the memories I had.

A lot of people commented on the flowers, Sasha told a few people who I was but after a few conversations, I was tired of talking about myself, so I had to escape. It was why I went outside in the first place. The water fountain was peaceful, the moonlight serene. And I had to admit that the arrangement did look good, I was just so glad to have done a good job.

I wished my mother could have seen it. Maybe not the other events of the night, but the ones where people told me I was an amazing florist. That I had a keen eye for design, and that they would love for me to do one of their events. I hoped it were true, I loved doing this one.

And it felt so good to really know what I want to do. I want to run that flower shop, and design the arrangements for events and weddings. It would be like putting my mother where she always wanted to be, showing people something beautiful.

The man from the party was just an odd bonus. One that was still running through my veins.

“You’re off somewhere.” Ivy said to me.

“Oh, I’m just thinking. I have to turn in.” I got off the counter and hugged her.

“Thanks so much for the dress.”

“No problem. I’ll lock up on my way out.”

I got under my covers, the sound of her finishing up wasn’t loud enough to keep me awake. Of course, I went to sleep thinking of him, remembering our little tryst.

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sp; What’s unfortunate is that it is the only memory I have of him.

Chapter Ten: Tristan

I should be more of an asshole.

But mom didn’t raise me that way. If someone needs your help, help them. Right.

Levi and I have been friends for years, but I didn’t even know he was engaged. Maybe I was an asshole; but in my defense, the past few weeks have been hectic. The divorce, Vivian dragging me into court, and that woman from the party.

My baby doll.

It had been a month and I still thought about her every fucking day. My head and my cock haven’t gone back to normal since they met her. I thought about asking around about her, but I never did. Part of me didn’t even want to get involved with anyone else. Especially after what Vivian did.

Levi thought he could get her to sign four weeks ago, but that was a complete failure. She still dragged me into court, drove up the lawyer fees and did everything but humiliate me since she lost. I had proof she cheated on me. Emails, texts, even security footage of that dick head optometrist leaving my fucking house numerous times.

She still took a large sum of my money, though even ten million wasn’t much of a dent. And I let her keep the damned house, she had tainted it enough. I was fine in my new bachelor pad. But I was tired, mentally and physically.

Then, out of the blue, Levi dumped a wedding in my lap. Not mine, of course. He started dating Gabriella back in law school, ten years ago. So, I was surprised it took them this long to get married. Apparently, she wanted to be finished with her residency and into her fellowship before she agreed to marry him. I had only met her once because she was a very busy dermatology resident for the past few years.

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