Shane?
Of all the people who could have asked me this damn question, why must it be him?
I calmly looked around, and I noticed that every one of the male that had graced the occasion had their eyes on me. This was my time to make a statement that not every man could hold my hand. I could do this.
Carefully, I turned my gaze to look at Shane and he had a full smirk on his face. "I’m sorry, but you have to stand in line. Not everyone can be fortunate enough to hold my hand. Now, if you would excuse me?" I said easily, loving as the smile died down on his face.
With graceful movements, I moved as calmly as I could to the side of the room where the bar had been positioned, and signalled for the bartender to give me a drink. While he mixed it, I tried to see if I could find Selena again, bu
