Sam handed Taylor a glass of champagne. She had not seen when she poured it; she’d been too busy looking for Liam. Where was he? Had he really abandoned her here because he didn’t feel comfortable? Her heart ached at the thought. As much as Sam and Tony were her old college friends, she didn’t exactly trust them. She needed a familiar face with her, and that person had to be Liam. He was literally the only person she could be with.
Sam pushed her face gently away from the door once more. “Still looking for that silly husband of yours? Seriously, Taylor. You disappoint me.”
“I just need someone here with me.”
“I am here with you. What is your problem?” Sam sighed exasperatedly and grabbed a glass of wine for herself. “You dampen my mood. Tony, when is Mr. Hawkins coming?”
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