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.” @®

alone. Mind if I keep you company? Let me introduce

your name is, miss?” The man presented an overly proud

they might appear high-minded, a hint of his

“My name is…”

“Mr. Aston?”

on the

Blakely, didn’t expect to see you

are you talking about?” Tyrone inquired

merely getting acquainted with this young

to Sabrina, Tyrone said,

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