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himself feel big.”
    Later, Tyne toasted her sister and her new husband followed by Donell’s friend and best man, Byron, whose voice shook as he congratulated the couple. Even much later, April stepped down from the dais, finally leaving her man for a moment to mingle with some of her guests. Tyne kept by her side, at intervals smoothing out that damnable panel. She had just stooped for what seemed the hundredth time, then straightened up to see a couple approaching them.
    The thing that immediately struck her was what an attractive pair they made. The woman was model tall, long-limbed, full lips, shimmering brunette hair that swung about her shoulders. The man stood slightly taller, with dark brown hair, Mediterranean features, and eyes so light they shone in contrast to his olive skin. The woman stared at Tyne the entire time during her approach. The engagement of eyes made Tyne nervous as she quickly realized she was being checked out and not just casually. Without ceremony, the woman came up and gave April a tight hug and April hugged her back just as enthusiastically.
    “Sherry, I’m so glad you came,” April said, pulling back with a smile.
    Sherry laughed slightly. “Like you would have forgiven me if I hadn’t. You are absolutely gorgeous in that dress and the wedding, God, was beautiful!”
    “Thanks,” April beamed. “Sherry, this is my sister and maid of honor, Tyne.”
    Sherry held out her hand. “Nice to meet you.”
    Tyne shook the proffered hand, noting uncomfortably that Sherry held on for a fraction too long.
    “Hello, nice to meet one of April’s friends,” Tyne said, pulling back her hand quickly, but smoothly enough not to offend.
    The woman’s smile widened and she cocked her head. “Tyne. That’s an unusual name. Lovely.”
    “Yeah, my father’s choosing,” Tyne said, uneasy under the woman’s scrutiny.
    Tyne noticed that the man was also staring at her, his gaze searching her face. He seemed familiar, but she didn’t know where she might have seen him before.
    Sherry spoke up. “April, Tyne, this is a good friend of mine, David Carvelli.”
    David nodded at April. “I have to agree with Sherry, you make a lovely bride.” He turned his gaze on Tyne again. “Your sister is an equally lovely maid of honor.” Something in his voice made his friend Sherry gave him a sidelong look, a glance Tyne couldn’t interpret.
    “Thank you,” April said glowing.
    Tyne felt David’s gaze. She glanced at him, met green eyes, looked away.
    “I’m going to go find Mom,” she said. “Nice to meet both of you.” She headed through the crowd, knowing that she was shirking her duties again. But David Carvelli made her uneasy.
     
     
     
    Back at the table, Sherry nudged David as he moved the herb chicken around on his plate with a fork. He wasn’t hungry. Actually, he had lost his appetite.
    “So, it seems we have the same taste,” Sherry said teasingly.
    Dave knew whom she was referring to. “What’s wrong with looking at a beautiful woman?”
    “Nothing, except you weren’t just looking. You were practically enthralled. I think you chased her away.”
    “Well, if she was running away from me, I don’t know why. Maybe she didn’t like your little come on. I saw that hand thing.”
    “Hey, I wasn’t hitting on her,” she smiled. “OK, well, maybe a little. Between the two of us, she probably thought we were going to invite her to a threesome.”
    David ran a finger along the rim of his glass. “I don’t know. I’m pretty sure I’ve seen her somewhere before.”
    “Hey, most men think they’ve seen a beautiful woman somewhere before. Probably in your dreams.”
    “No…” he said thoughtfully. He stared among the cluster of bodies until he spotted her several tables away. She was sitting with an older woman and at least three other people. Her profile was to him. She was smiling, talking.
    He couldn’t explain his reaction. She was beautiful, but not particularly his