Slamming the glass back down I began pouring another. "So, congratulations." I lifted the glass in a slight toast, trying to keep the shake of sadness and anger out of my voice.
At Sean's reaction, I was sure I hadn't managed it completed successfully. "Roxy, I didn't know, how could I?" Sean spoke up, rising from the sofa and walking towards the bar. I could hear the sincerity in his voice but it was no consolation.
I knew it wasn't his fault, I had no right to be pissed with him. It's not like we did anything, we danced, he didn't lead me on but I felt something. For the first time in my life, I felt something more there with a guy. I had hoped he felt the same. Hoped that the next time we saw each other something more might happen. I could have taken the chance to get to know him, may
