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 myself.

miss?” The man

might appear high-minded,

“My name is…”

“Mr. Aston?”

on the shoulder from

shifted instantly. He quickly rose and said, “Mr. Blakely, didn’t

are you talking about?”

I was merely getting acquainted with

a seat next to Sabrina, Tyrone said,

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