“MacKenna you look beautiful. Truly beautiful.” I push playfully on his shoulder and blush.
“Dude, you’re embarrassing me. It’s just a dress.” I pluck at the material and look down. “My shoes are killer though.”
He laughs and agrees. “Can I get you a glass of champagne?” He raises his hand to find a waiter, but I decline.
“Felice is already on level ten and Stacey is on her way. I’m sober sister tonight.” He looks amused and taking my elbow guides me back to our table. I can already see the thunderclouds on Nick’s face and give him a pleading look. He zeros in on Masen’s hand on my arm and shakes his head. I’m on a short leash.
“Why is Felice’s cousin glaring at me like that?” Crap. I didn’t think he would notice.
“Uhhhh, I think he’s just a grump. Ya know. Rich people are grumpy a lo
