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which burned a bright welcome in
the lobby, are dimmed in the open party space.
"This
was a factory at one time. The parts on the walls were taken from the old
machinery and repurposed as artwork by the owner,” Molly answers my unasked
question. “Senator McKenna is passionate about reusing materials and recycling,
but I’m sure you already knew that.” She glances at me out of the corner of her
eye. She has suspected something since Colin’s reaction to my hand injury a few
weeks ago, and it’s taken the same amount of time to convince her absolutely
nothing is going on between us. I thought I had talked some sense into her, but
maybe I was wrong.
“Yes,
I did. But only because I read about it in the reports at the office.”
“Mmhmm,
sure.”
“Let
it go, Molly. There's absolutely nothing between Colin and me,” I say for the
one-millionth time, my heart constricting as I do. Damn heart. I need a new
one; this one is defective. It keeps breaking into pieces each time I see him
or hear his voice. I’m still reeling from the imprudent feelings my traitorous
body insists upon. I can’t seem to forget his piercing eyes, and the
butterflies merrily dancing in my stomach each time he’s near.
Molly
insisted on our tardy arrival and now I can see it was a good idea. The room is
overflowing with bodies, making our entrance unnoticed by most.
Colin
is nowhere in sight thankfully. I hope to enjoy the night without the tension
that normally encroaches when the two of us are in a room together.
Finishing
off my first glass of champagne, I look around for a refill.
“Someone’s
out to have a good time,” Evan says, eyeing my glass while reaching over to a
tray upheld by a stunning blond for the refill I was hoping for. Winking at
her, he cheerfully grabs a flute and swaps it out for my empty one. “Ladies,
you look stunning.” His eyes roam quickly over Molly’s assets and back to my
eyes; for some reason I don’t garner the same casual perusal he bestowed upon
my friend.
Evan
looks casually dapper in a tailored dark-gray suit, a lavender shirt and tie
the only hint at his cheeky personality. Molly is staring at him
appreciatively, and for the first time I realize she has a crush; her eyes are
bright and eager in her own examination of him. How could I have missed this?
“Enjoying
the night so far?”
“We
just walked in, actually,” Molly answers.
“Well
the party just started then.” He winks again and I roll my eyes at his cheesy
line.
A
leggy brunette easily distracts his gaze. “Excuse me, ladies.”
“He’s
just sex on legs,” Molly verbalizes exactly what I was thinking.
“So,
you’re hoping to have a go at him?” My eyebrow lifts while I wait for her
reply.
“It’s
that obvious?”
“Not
normally, but tonight you were practically undressing him with your eyes,” I
can’t help but giggle at her horrified expression. “Have you ever . . .”
“Hell
no, Charlie. I’ll stick to the dream of having him in my bed. I’m not setting
myself up for the heartache sure to come along with a hook-up.”
I
understand completely. “Who’s throwing this party for Colin?”
“Raquel
Meyers.”
“Who
is she?” I probe; it’s unusual for Molly not to offer up the information
voluntarily.
She
shrugs, trying to maintain a nonchalant attitude. “Some super-rich socialite
who likes to spend her daddy’s money. Her family made a fortune in public
storage and she’s made a career out of spending it.”
“It
doesn’t sound as if you like her very much.”
“I
don’t know her; I only know of her, and what I’ve heard is similar to all the
other rich bitches who believe they’re better than everyone else.”
“And
how does she know Colin?” I try to keep my tone that of normal curiosity. She
pauses and looks at me oddly. “What?”
“They
were together for a while.”
“Oh.”
She doesn’t go into more detail and I don’t ask, pretending to people-watch,
but in reality
the lobby, are dimmed in the open party space.
"This
was a factory at one time. The parts on the walls were taken from the old
machinery and repurposed as artwork by the owner,” Molly answers my unasked
question. “Senator McKenna is passionate about reusing materials and recycling,
but I’m sure you already knew that.” She glances at me out of the corner of her
eye. She has suspected something since Colin’s reaction to my hand injury a few
weeks ago, and it’s taken the same amount of time to convince her absolutely
nothing is going on between us. I thought I had talked some sense into her, but
maybe I was wrong.
“Yes,
I did. But only because I read about it in the reports at the office.”
“Mmhmm,
sure.”
“Let
it go, Molly. There's absolutely nothing between Colin and me,” I say for the
one-millionth time, my heart constricting as I do. Damn heart. I need a new
one; this one is defective. It keeps breaking into pieces each time I see him
or hear his voice. I’m still reeling from the imprudent feelings my traitorous
body insists upon. I can’t seem to forget his piercing eyes, and the
butterflies merrily dancing in my stomach each time he’s near.
Molly
insisted on our tardy arrival and now I can see it was a good idea. The room is
overflowing with bodies, making our entrance unnoticed by most.
Colin
is nowhere in sight thankfully. I hope to enjoy the night without the tension
that normally encroaches when the two of us are in a room together.
Finishing
off my first glass of champagne, I look around for a refill.
“Someone’s
out to have a good time,” Evan says, eyeing my glass while reaching over to a
tray upheld by a stunning blond for the refill I was hoping for. Winking at
her, he cheerfully grabs a flute and swaps it out for my empty one. “Ladies,
you look stunning.” His eyes roam quickly over Molly’s assets and back to my
eyes; for some reason I don’t garner the same casual perusal he bestowed upon
my friend.
Evan
looks casually dapper in a tailored dark-gray suit, a lavender shirt and tie
the only hint at his cheeky personality. Molly is staring at him
appreciatively, and for the first time I realize she has a crush; her eyes are
bright and eager in her own examination of him. How could I have missed this?
“Enjoying
the night so far?”
“We
just walked in, actually,” Molly answers.
“Well
the party just started then.” He winks again and I roll my eyes at his cheesy
line.
A
leggy brunette easily distracts his gaze. “Excuse me, ladies.”
“He’s
just sex on legs,” Molly verbalizes exactly what I was thinking.
“So,
you’re hoping to have a go at him?” My eyebrow lifts while I wait for her
reply.
“It’s
that obvious?”
“Not
normally, but tonight you were practically undressing him with your eyes,” I
can’t help but giggle at her horrified expression. “Have you ever . . .”
“Hell
no, Charlie. I’ll stick to the dream of having him in my bed. I’m not setting
myself up for the heartache sure to come along with a hook-up.”
I
understand completely. “Who’s throwing this party for Colin?”
“Raquel
Meyers.”
“Who
is she?” I probe; it’s unusual for Molly not to offer up the information
voluntarily.
She
shrugs, trying to maintain a nonchalant attitude. “Some super-rich socialite
who likes to spend her daddy’s money. Her family made a fortune in public
storage and she’s made a career out of spending it.”
“It
doesn’t sound as if you like her very much.”
“I
don’t know her; I only know of her, and what I’ve heard is similar to all the
other rich bitches who believe they’re better than everyone else.”
“And
how does she know Colin?” I try to keep my tone that of normal curiosity. She
pauses and looks at me oddly. “What?”
“They
were together for a while.”
“Oh.”
She doesn’t go into more detail and I don’t ask, pretending to people-watch,
but in reality
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