fit. He ushers me over to the edge of the crowd and we start to inch our way toward the center.
Jenna turns and catches sight of me. “Amy! There you are!” The crowd parts for her, creating a path so she can get to me. She catches me by the hand and pulls me into the center of the crowd, drawing me into a hug.
I hug her back and then turn to Brian. He leans down to kiss my cheek. “Congratulations, you two!” I wave at the crowded wine bar. “Nice turnout for your engagement party.”
Brian smiles at me. “Thanks.” Scott reaches from behind me, having followed in the wake Jenna created. He shakes Brian’s hand and offers his congratulations.
Jenna takes the opportunity to pull me off to one side closer to her. “So how are things going with Scott?”
I smile a little. “Fine. He seems nice.”
Jenna raises an eyebrow. “Nice? Amy, he’s super hot. I thought you’d be a little more excited.”
My smile grows. “He is super hot. I’m kind of afraid to touch him, though. I don’t want to get smudges on him.”
Jenna makes a sound in her throat. “He might look even better a little smudged up.”
My eyes widen in shock. “Jenna, you’ve gotten a lot dirtier since you met Brian.”
She laughs. “I’m happy. Really happy. I want you to be happy, too.”
I laugh with her. “I’m glad you’re happy, on all counts. Thanks for introducing me to Scott. If I’d known you had man-candy like that in your office, I wouldn’t have made you go out to meet guys, though.”
Jenna shrugs, dismissing my comment. “Then I wouldn’t have met Brian, and then I wouldn’t be this happy. Plus, Scott only started a couple months ago. There isn’t any other man-candy in the office. My female coworkers will be jealous that you got him, though.”
Before I can say anything, Scott is next to me. He reaches around to shake Jenna’s hand. “I know I’ve already told you, but congratulations again. And thanks for introducing Amy and me.”
Jenna smiles. “Thanks, Scott. I’m so glad you could both make it. I hope you have a nice time.” She turns to me. “We’ll chat more later. I have to finish making the rounds.” We hug again and she rejoins Brian in the center of their group of well-wishers.
Scott and I start to mingle with the crowd, finding a group of people containing some of his coworkers. He introduces me to the people he knows and we’re both introduced to the rest. The conversation seems to flow between football, the recent holidays, and the weather. Scott and one of his other coworkers get into an intense discussion about something at work that I don’t understand and can’t make myself care enough to try.
I lean in close to him so he can hear me over the ambient noise of conversation and background music. “My feet are killing me. I’m going to go find a seat.”
He glances at me and nods, then resumes his conversation.
I make my way back to a couple of chairs in a corner. They’re unoccupied and away from the main party. Normally I love parties. But tonight I have a date that doesn’t hold my interest, despite his exquisite features. Part of me has been scanning the crowd for Adam all night. I can’t even decide if I’m relieved that I haven’t found him or annoyed.
A glass of red wine appears on the low table in front of me, next to my half drunk flute of champagne. A low voice rumbles next to my ear. “We just got in a new Syrah last week. Try it. I think you’ll like it.”
I turn in surprise to find Adam’s face close to mine. His dark hair has gotten a little long since I last saw him, curling more than it does when it’s shorter. I like it. I want to touch it, run my hands through it. There’s no hair product there that will make me feel like I need to wash my hands afterward. Of course, I don’t. We don’t have that kind of relationship.
“Hey, Adam. Thanks.” I reach for the wine, glad to have something better to drink than the champagne. Especially since I am
Jenna turns and catches sight of me. “Amy! There you are!” The crowd parts for her, creating a path so she can get to me. She catches me by the hand and pulls me into the center of the crowd, drawing me into a hug.
I hug her back and then turn to Brian. He leans down to kiss my cheek. “Congratulations, you two!” I wave at the crowded wine bar. “Nice turnout for your engagement party.”
Brian smiles at me. “Thanks.” Scott reaches from behind me, having followed in the wake Jenna created. He shakes Brian’s hand and offers his congratulations.
Jenna takes the opportunity to pull me off to one side closer to her. “So how are things going with Scott?”
I smile a little. “Fine. He seems nice.”
Jenna raises an eyebrow. “Nice? Amy, he’s super hot. I thought you’d be a little more excited.”
My smile grows. “He is super hot. I’m kind of afraid to touch him, though. I don’t want to get smudges on him.”
Jenna makes a sound in her throat. “He might look even better a little smudged up.”
My eyes widen in shock. “Jenna, you’ve gotten a lot dirtier since you met Brian.”
She laughs. “I’m happy. Really happy. I want you to be happy, too.”
I laugh with her. “I’m glad you’re happy, on all counts. Thanks for introducing me to Scott. If I’d known you had man-candy like that in your office, I wouldn’t have made you go out to meet guys, though.”
Jenna shrugs, dismissing my comment. “Then I wouldn’t have met Brian, and then I wouldn’t be this happy. Plus, Scott only started a couple months ago. There isn’t any other man-candy in the office. My female coworkers will be jealous that you got him, though.”
Before I can say anything, Scott is next to me. He reaches around to shake Jenna’s hand. “I know I’ve already told you, but congratulations again. And thanks for introducing Amy and me.”
Jenna smiles. “Thanks, Scott. I’m so glad you could both make it. I hope you have a nice time.” She turns to me. “We’ll chat more later. I have to finish making the rounds.” We hug again and she rejoins Brian in the center of their group of well-wishers.
Scott and I start to mingle with the crowd, finding a group of people containing some of his coworkers. He introduces me to the people he knows and we’re both introduced to the rest. The conversation seems to flow between football, the recent holidays, and the weather. Scott and one of his other coworkers get into an intense discussion about something at work that I don’t understand and can’t make myself care enough to try.
I lean in close to him so he can hear me over the ambient noise of conversation and background music. “My feet are killing me. I’m going to go find a seat.”
He glances at me and nods, then resumes his conversation.
I make my way back to a couple of chairs in a corner. They’re unoccupied and away from the main party. Normally I love parties. But tonight I have a date that doesn’t hold my interest, despite his exquisite features. Part of me has been scanning the crowd for Adam all night. I can’t even decide if I’m relieved that I haven’t found him or annoyed.
A glass of red wine appears on the low table in front of me, next to my half drunk flute of champagne. A low voice rumbles next to my ear. “We just got in a new Syrah last week. Try it. I think you’ll like it.”
I turn in surprise to find Adam’s face close to mine. His dark hair has gotten a little long since I last saw him, curling more than it does when it’s shorter. I like it. I want to touch it, run my hands through it. There’s no hair product there that will make me feel like I need to wash my hands afterward. Of course, I don’t. We don’t have that kind of relationship.
“Hey, Adam. Thanks.” I reach for the wine, glad to have something better to drink than the champagne. Especially since I am
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