Chris approaches with a wide grin, a look of surprise in his blue eyes. “I didn’t expect to see you here,” he expresses happily.
“But you seem happy to see me,” I counter.
Chris gives a smirk before he turns his attention momentarily to the duo with me. “Hugo, my man,” he greets, patting Hugo on his back. “Aura, you look fabulous.”
“You don’t look too bad yourself,” she answers, winking as she takes another sip from her wine glass.
Chris guides me away, slipping his hand around my waist in a way that’s still friendly. His voice drops to a whisper. “So what have you been up to since the last time we met?”
“Well, I thought my life was being featured in the tabloids everyday since,” I remark sarcastically.
Chris nods knowingly. “They all love you. And they love keeping up with you.
