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He might be right. Gab had a lot of people she could invite at work too. I just wanted to do my duty and slip out the back. Maybe take Emilia with me.
“My parents are coming. You’re like their second son.” I joked, though I was mostly serious.
Levi did not have any family. His parents died before college. When I brought him home for the holidays, my parents took a liking to him immediately.
“Yeah, your mom calls me all the time.” He chuckled.
The tailor moved on to my sleeves so I made sure I stayed extra still. I could at least be comfortable at this shindig.
“You still with the florist?” He asked.
“With her, I don’t really know. It’s casual.” I shrugged.
He shot me a look. “You don’t want anything serious.” He stated.
“Don’t think so. Not yet at least. But she wants to focus on her career. So, it works out.”
“But you like her?”
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“Yeah.”
I answered shortly. I wasn’t really in the mood for it. If I kept thinking about my baby doll, I would get a hard on and the tailor wouldn’t like that very much.
“What time is the dinner again?” I asked him. He shot me a look. He did not even know.
“Fuck man, I have no clue. Let me call Gab.”
“No, don’t call her. She’ll be pissed. I’ll call her.” He thanked me with his eyes.
I did not blame him anyway. He had a lot on his plate, I don’t think I would remember when it was either. I rang her, and she answered on the last ring.
“What is it, Tristan?”
“Hello to you too. What time is the dinner tonight?” I rolled my eyes.
“Seven. But we will be there at six. I have to go.” She hung up.
“Be there at six,” I told Levi, “how the hell do you tolerate that woman anyway?” I asked him.
He laughed aloud. “I don’t know. I love her. I don’t notice much else.”
I thought about what he said.
“How do you know that, that you really love her?” I asked him.
He thought to himself, the frown lines on his face relaxing.
“Dude, I asked her to marry me eight years ago and I waited all this time for her to say yes. That’s how I know.”
Chapter Twenty Six: Tristan
When the tailor was done poking me I took myself to the café to grab lunch, and got some cake pops for Emilia. I learned they were her favorite when I saw her yesterday at the floral shop. I was filling in for Levi again.
I made my way to her shop and let myself in. She was by the register, probably balancing it. She was so concentrated she did not even look up from what she was doing. I smiled softly and walked up, announcing my presence.
“Hey, baby doll.” She gasped, jumping a bit as she looked at me. Then she smiled brightly and relaxed.
