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.” @®

company? Let me introduce myself. I’m Malcom. Ever heard of

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

his understanding of women. Though they might appear

“My name is…”

“Mr. Aston?”

Malcom on the shoulder from

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

What are you talking

big deal. I was merely getting acquainted with this

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

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