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Ben never felt more ill-at-ease than he did in a tuxedo, or as he thought of them, a monkey suit. Sitting and watching Leah, in her element, surrounded by adoring men in that beautiful burgundy dress with its plunging neckline and open back, made him feel exactly like a trained monkey.
"I had absolutely no knowledge of marketing segmentation theory at all before this week," she told the handsome blonde with a cheesy moustache sitting next to her. She threw her head back and laughed at something Garrett Morrison had leaned over and whispered in her ear. The nasty creep, and of course, the only other unmarried man at the table besides himself.
Josh Berman leaned over toward Ben and in a low voice said, "I had no idea she was so engaging. You never said a word about her."
"I didn't thi
