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“Fine. Fine. Just help me with this.”

Their conversation bored down and I got back to work. Two hours later I was putting the finishing touches on the centerpieces and the other guests started coming in. I wished Ivy would get married so I could do this for her someday.

“It looks beautiful.” My fingers froze around the dome of the vase. My body softened at the sound of his voice, like it was tight and bothered before.

Tristan.

I turned slowly to look at the origin of the voice, and it was him. Dressed in faded jeans and a crisp, blue button up. He was impeccable; even his shoes were on point, a pair of casual black oxfords. His hair was kept, more so than usual. His eyes green and wide, yielding a smile.

“Tristan, what are you doing here?” His hands slipped in his pockets as he took three steps towards me, closing the space between us.

I inhaled his scent, soap and a woodsy scent, like pine. I had missed it, but it feels I never left it.

“I had to drop off the cake and party favors.” He explained. His eyes searched mine warily.

It was definitely awkward, but not unbearable. We did not leave off on the best terms. I wondered if he was still mad. And I wondered what the hell I was thinking. My body still wanted his. I regret not wearing a bra with my shift dress, I felt my nipples tightening just from him looking at me.

“Oh. I did not know you were coming.” I said. He shrugged.

“Hadn’t planned on it.” It kind of warmed my heart, how sweet he naturally was. He was really kind to be doing all of this for them.

“You need help with those?” He gestured to the stack of empty flower bins. Ugh. I dreaded taking those out.

I wouldn’t deny I wanted to spend more time with him. But I was afraid I would lose control again. Better yet, I wasn’t sure I did not want to lose control.

“Um yes, please.”

It would help get me out of here faster anyway. I did not exactly want to be around when all the girls started piling in. He did not hesitate to start lifting the boxes and take them out. He was done in only a few minutes.

“They seem really excited.” I said.

“Yeah. Her sisters are annoying though.”

He leaned against the pillar in front of me. Effortlessly relaxed. I wondered how well he really knew her sisters, I assumed a lot since him and Levi had been friends for over ten years.

“They’re just happy for her.” I teased the camellias even more. But I was ready to leave so I grabbed my bag and headed out.

“And jealous.” I rolled my eyes. But I did see it in their faces sometimes.

I stopped outside to tell her I was finished. I stuck around for her to check it out, but she said it was perfect so I was free to go.

“Thank you so much. I love it!” She hugged me, much to my surprise. She just did not seem like much of a hugger.

“No problem.”

Her mother thanked me too and I took my leave. I hadn’t noticed Tristan had left until I saw him leaning by my truck. My heart leapt towards him, quickening in pace. My fingers twitched as I approached him, looking like a god under the lowering sun light.

“Hey.” I said.

He nodded at me. “Hey.”

“You’re still here.” I stated.

He nodded at me again. I could see it behind his eyes, there was so much he wanted to say. “You have a minute to talk?” He asked. I fiddled my keys in my hand, nodding once.

He stared back at me, stepping closer. He was about to speak, his lips parting but he stopped when we heard voices. The guests were arriving now, a bunch of women who made no secret of stopping and starring.

“In here.” He took me to the back of the truck. I unlocked the door and we climbed in.

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