Page 17 of The Stand-In


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I nod. Henry is a defensive line coach and has become a friend of mine over the past few months.

London makes her way to my side, and I smile down at her. “Meg, have you met London Ambrose?”

“Briefly,” Meg replies and reaches out to shake London’s hand. “It’s great to see you again, London.”

“You, as well. That gown is beautiful. Blue is your color.”

“Thank you.”

“There’s my girl.”

I feel London stiffen beside me, but she pastes on a smile and turns at her father’s voice.

“Hello, Dad.”

“You’re a vision,” he says as he leans in to buss her cheek. “But you look like you might be putting on a few pounds.”

Appalled, I glance over at Will, who shakes his head.Don’t respond.

“Actually, I’m down five,” London retorts. “But who’s counting, right?”

“Felix joined me this evening,” her father goes on, not even missing a beat. Chandler Ambrose is an ass. “He said he saw you this morning.”

“He interrupted my day, yes.”

“Come, sit with him, and you two can get things sorted out.”

“Not on your life.” London smiles up at her father, who’s raised an eyebrow at her. “I will not now, nor ever, sit with him and sort anything out. But if you would like him to be your friend, that’s your choice.”

Will clears his throat, and Meg looks down at her drink, but I don’t move my eyes from Chandler.

“I believe our seats are right over here,” I say, gesturing to two chairs on the opposite side of the table from Chandler and Felix, and London smiles up at me as if I just cured cancer.

“I’d love to get to know you more, Meg,” London says as she turns her back on her father and sits next to the other woman.

“It won’t last,” Chandler says to me in a low voice before walking away to try to charm someone else.

Meg and London are already chatting about music as Will gestures me over as he stands.

“What’s going on here?”

“It looks like we’re on a date.”

Will’s eyes narrow. “I thought you didn’t like her.”

“Feelings can change. I like her just fine.”

He exhales and shoves his hands into his pockets. “Be careful, Drew. Chandler isn’t exactly the man you want to try to go toe-to-toe with.”

“I’m not trying to do that.”

He nods and then takes his seat next to his wife. I glance up and see Felix watching us with an angry, narrowed gaze.

I lean over and whisper in London’s ear. “I’m going to be very attentive tonight because that asshole over there has wolf written all over him.”

She laughs, playing the part, and cups my cheek in her hand. “I don’t mind. But we should probably talk about all of this later.”

“Later. For now, just play along.”

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