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“Thank you.” I can’t deny that I did try my best to look good tonight. Even though they don’t know it, I’m single again. I know this party will be crawling with people my age. Darian’s daughter, Reagan, is turning twenty-eight. Her husband, Carter Daulton, is thirty-five. They only recently got married. She’s very outgoing and is the CEO of one of the biggest companies in the world. Carter is the president. They’re a bit of a power couple and know everyone. I imagine there will be hundreds of people here tonight.
Trevor walks around and helps Cassandra out of the car. He kisses her hand as he does so. “You’re breathtaking.”
He unashamedly dotes on her. I’m so happy that she found him. She had a long road to happiness, one filled with many ugly bumps.
We walk into the hotel. It’s one of the oldest in Philly. The chandelier in the lobby is bigger than most houses. It’s gorgeous. No matter how many times I’ve been here, I’m always taken aback by its beauty.
We make our way to the ballroom. As expected, Carter spared no expense in throwing this party for Reagan. There are at least three-hundred people here. The décor is over the top, with a club vibe. There’s a band, a huge dance floor, and several bars. Things seem to be in full swing.
We immediately spot Reagan and Carter, who are talking to a man. His back is to us, so I can’t see him. We head that way. Trevor scoops up Reagan and twirls her around. “Happy birthday,sis.”
She laughs. “Thanks,bro.”
Trevor and Reagan have only been stepsiblings for a few years, but the two of them are the best of friends, both being the extreme extroverts of their respective families.
Cassandra hugs her. “Happy birthday, gorgeous girl. I can’t believe you age and I don’t.”
Reagan winks at her. “Trevor keeps you young, Aunt Cass.”
“Yes, he does.” Trevor pulls Cassandra close and whispers in her ear. She smiles at whatever he said. He never shies away from giving her affection. It’s sweet. “And he fucked my brains out before we got here.”
I think I already mentioned her filter issue.
Reagan and Carter start laughing hysterically. Trevor proudly nods in agreement.
Reagan turns to me and kisses my cheek. “Thanks for coming, Beth.”
“Thanks for having me. Happy birthday.”
“Thank you.” She moves her hand to the man she was speaking with. I suck in a breath when I turn my head to see him for the first time.
He may be the most attractive man I’ve ever seen. He’s Latino, with olive skin, dark, curly hair, and piercing brown eyes. Eyes that practically oozecome fuck me.
Reagan grabs his arm. “Cassandra, Trevor, Beth, this is Dominic Mazzello. He’s our Vice President of Strategy and Operations.”
He smiles. “Please, call me Dom. Most people do.”
Cassandra and Trevor both shake his hand. I’m frozen in shock at the gorgeous man before me. Cassandra elbows me.
As if on autopilot, I immediately hold out my hand. “I’m sorry. It’s nice to meet you, Dominic.”
He takes it in his big, soft, warm hand and brings it to his lips, bowing his head. “You as well, princesa.” His lips then meet my hand. Shivers work their way down my spine.
We stare at each other until Trevor interrupts my daze. “Beth, I’m going to grab drinks. I assume you want wine?”
I nod. “Yes, any cabernet will do.” Dominic and I have yet to break eye contact, though he releases my hand. I would have preferred he kept holding it.
Reagan loops her arm through Dominic’s. “I need to introduce you to a few people.” She looks at Cassandra and me. “We’ll see you guys in a bit.”
We nod as the three of them walk away. Cassandra stares at me. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you eye-fuck someone like that.”
“I didn’t eye-fuck him.”
“Yes, you did. I don’t blame you. He’s hot as hell. Sexy as sin. Italian men are very good lovers. Trust me, I know.”
“He’s not Italian. He’s Latino.”
“His name is Dominic Mazzello. Of course he’s Italian.”
