bothered Gordon, and the guy had been flirting, but she couldn’t help it. She wasn’t bothered by the age difference. That wasn’t what made them so different. To her, it was things like this party and the people here. She understood why Gordon was so hesitant to say who he really was now. Most of the people she’d met tonight seemed like greedy snobs.
The bartender left without even saying goodbye to serve other people, and after a good ten minutes, came back over, his face very sheepish. “I’m sorry. I was rude. You just look so young and, well…”
Smiling at him Dawn shook her head. “No, I know how different I look from all these people, and there is a decent size age gap. You should see me when I’m not in this.” She pointed to her new red dress. “I’m a bit of a Goth girl, uh, woman.” The guy gave her a forced smile, and Dawn knew she wouldn’t get anything else out of him. Great, that was probably the best conversation she’d had all night. Relaxing back against the bar, she closed her eyes.
“I’ve never seen Gordon like this.” Turning, she opened her eyes toward the voice she’d heard a couple of times now, and stared at David. Dawn wasn’t sure she liked him. He looked at her like she was a puzzle he couldn’t figure out.
“Like what?”
“He hasn’t kept his gaze off you all night, and he smiles when he catches sight of you.” David’s brows furrowed. “I don’t understand. You’re nothing like what I expected or even thought he would marry. You’re nothing like his type.” His gaze focused on her body, and she knew he was referring to her size and height.
Even his best friend was an arsehole. Leaning in close to him, she was angry and sick of the comments, and to tell the truth, she expected better from one of his closest friends. “Fuck off,” she growled and turned to leave, but he grabbed her arm stopping her.
“You don’t care what they are all saying, do you?”
Raising her eyebrow, she frowned. “Should I?” She shook out of his hold and eased away from him.
“A year ago, I would have said yes, but now, no. I’m surprised steam didn’t come out of Gordon’s ears when you were talking before to the bartender. He’s never been the jealous type. He’s also never defended anyone like he has you all night.”
“Against who?” She folded her arms over her chest.
He shrugged. “Fine, so it’s been more like Gordon telling everyone how beautiful he thinks you are. How lucky he is that you agreed to marry him and move to America. There was a comment about your fuller figure, and after he finished talking, I see the benefits.” His gaze roamed her body, and she shivered, her skin crawling.
Was this guy for real? The more he spoke, the more she wanted to slap him.
“It’s love, or so he says. I’m not convinced, though. What do you two have in common?”
Blinking, because Dawn couldn’t believe the balls on the guy before her—he was supposed to be Gordon’s friend. “Have you ever heard the saying opposites attract?” She shrugged. “Probably not, because you’re a wanker.” Dawn had had enough. “I don’t have to explain to you or anyone. It’s mine and Gordon’s choice who we’re with. I will ask you this, though. What do you want in your own relationship? Ask yourself and see if you have it because I have everything I want and need with Gordon.” With that, she stomped away—well, the best she could in her heels.
Dawn went over to Gordon, who was talking to a group of men who had women clinging to them like a fashion accessory. “Gordon, I’m tired. I’m going back up to our suite,” she said into his ear.
Gordon’s arms slid around her, and he turned from the men. “I’ll come with you. Let me just say bye to—”
“No, you stay. Enjoy yourself. I’ll see you later.” She wiggled to get out of his embrace, but he wouldn’t give her up.
He turned them so they faced the group again. “Thank you for coming. It was
The bartender left without even saying goodbye to serve other people, and after a good ten minutes, came back over, his face very sheepish. “I’m sorry. I was rude. You just look so young and, well…”
Smiling at him Dawn shook her head. “No, I know how different I look from all these people, and there is a decent size age gap. You should see me when I’m not in this.” She pointed to her new red dress. “I’m a bit of a Goth girl, uh, woman.” The guy gave her a forced smile, and Dawn knew she wouldn’t get anything else out of him. Great, that was probably the best conversation she’d had all night. Relaxing back against the bar, she closed her eyes.
“I’ve never seen Gordon like this.” Turning, she opened her eyes toward the voice she’d heard a couple of times now, and stared at David. Dawn wasn’t sure she liked him. He looked at her like she was a puzzle he couldn’t figure out.
“Like what?”
“He hasn’t kept his gaze off you all night, and he smiles when he catches sight of you.” David’s brows furrowed. “I don’t understand. You’re nothing like what I expected or even thought he would marry. You’re nothing like his type.” His gaze focused on her body, and she knew he was referring to her size and height.
Even his best friend was an arsehole. Leaning in close to him, she was angry and sick of the comments, and to tell the truth, she expected better from one of his closest friends. “Fuck off,” she growled and turned to leave, but he grabbed her arm stopping her.
“You don’t care what they are all saying, do you?”
Raising her eyebrow, she frowned. “Should I?” She shook out of his hold and eased away from him.
“A year ago, I would have said yes, but now, no. I’m surprised steam didn’t come out of Gordon’s ears when you were talking before to the bartender. He’s never been the jealous type. He’s also never defended anyone like he has you all night.”
“Against who?” She folded her arms over her chest.
He shrugged. “Fine, so it’s been more like Gordon telling everyone how beautiful he thinks you are. How lucky he is that you agreed to marry him and move to America. There was a comment about your fuller figure, and after he finished talking, I see the benefits.” His gaze roamed her body, and she shivered, her skin crawling.
Was this guy for real? The more he spoke, the more she wanted to slap him.
“It’s love, or so he says. I’m not convinced, though. What do you two have in common?”
Blinking, because Dawn couldn’t believe the balls on the guy before her—he was supposed to be Gordon’s friend. “Have you ever heard the saying opposites attract?” She shrugged. “Probably not, because you’re a wanker.” Dawn had had enough. “I don’t have to explain to you or anyone. It’s mine and Gordon’s choice who we’re with. I will ask you this, though. What do you want in your own relationship? Ask yourself and see if you have it because I have everything I want and need with Gordon.” With that, she stomped away—well, the best she could in her heels.
Dawn went over to Gordon, who was talking to a group of men who had women clinging to them like a fashion accessory. “Gordon, I’m tired. I’m going back up to our suite,” she said into his ear.
Gordon’s arms slid around her, and he turned from the men. “I’ll come with you. Let me just say bye to—”
“No, you stay. Enjoy yourself. I’ll see you later.” She wiggled to get out of his embrace, but he wouldn’t give her up.
He turned them so they faced the group again. “Thank you for coming. It was
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