Honey? Pretty good? Not honey, and not pretty good but handsome. We’ll forgive her this time. ”Why thank you,” placing his hand in the pocket of his gray suit, Finley brought a glass to his lips, taking a moment to quickly look around them. Okay… her annoying kid was nowhere to be seen but it was such a pity her dear niece was not there, looking at this pretty little scene. It was always more exciting with her seeing what was happening with her breathtaking aunt and not her, but sometimes he’d rather have it this way so he could really focus on the beauty in front of him. And about her kid… let’s just ignore the fact that Fin was closer to his age and not Nora’s. Gotta love those single moms, am I right?
[color=“#b75548”]”My date?”[/color] Raising his brow, Fin took a long sip of the champagne, keeping his eyes on Nora. Was it lame to say he did not have a date? It probably was, but it would be lamer to say he was not invited and he had to crash this ridiculous wedding. [color=”#b75548”]”My pretty little date couldn’t make it, but…”[/color] a subtle shrug of his shoulders, flashing a sweet smile as his gaze lowered. You had to agree that she was a stunner. [color=“#b75548”]”I am not complaining.”[/color] Listen, Fin did not like smiling for a long time, not even in these situations but you gotta do what you gotta do. Forcing that sweet smile almost became a habit around pretty ladies. And if she was invited, he could pretend he was her date if anyone asked… Trying to avoid trouble. [color=”#b75548”]”I heard the wedding is about to begin,”[/color] Finley spoke up again, putting his hand out for Nora to take. Hopefully. ”Shall we go outside?”
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