They located an empty booth and settled in.

Tyrone excused himself to the restroom.

A young man boasting colorful hair approached their table, wine glass in hand, and queried, “May I have the pleasure of inviting you to dance?”

Declining his invitation, Sabrina said, “My apologies. I need a bit of rest.”

The stranger took a seat opposite Sabrina and gestured for the waiter.

He procured a glass of wine from the passing tray and slid it to Sabrina. “A drink, perhaps?”

Sabrina was adamant. “Sorry, but I can’t drink.” @®

notice you’re sitting alone. Mind if I keep you company? Let me introduce

father’s. And your name is, miss?” The man presented an

was confident in his understanding of women. Though they might appear

“My name is…”

“Mr. Aston?”

on the

demeanor shifted instantly. He quickly rose and said, “Mr. Blakely, didn’t expect to see you here! Care

talking

no big deal. I was merely

a seat next to Sabrina, Tyrone said, “Allow me

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