Chapter Twenty-Eight
Chapter Twenty-Eight During dinner, I had a hard time concentrating on my salmon and rice pilaf. I could feel Eric’s gaze on me. My eyes constantly found his. We were like two boats drawn to the same whirlpool. Two notes attached by a tie and holding, indefinitely. We headed to the Vdara Hotel after dinner for an exclusive party in honor of a band called Dark River. Eric knew the bassist, made a call and we were in. Lacey sparkled in her sequined gold dress. She twirled under the rooftop lights, Eric tight in her grasp. They looked like the classic golden couple, and I soon felt that any moment we’d had, during dinner or while talking by the piano, had all been in my head. Lexi and I kept Sam company. I didn’t know what he was doing at the party in the first place. He did nothing but s
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