My sides hurt from laughing, and my cheeks were aching from all the smiles that I couldn’t hold back. I was so stuffed from eating that the dress I’d borrowed from Val was feeling a lot tighter than it had been at the beginning of the night, but I didn’t care. I was having quite possibly the best night of my life. So, when a strange man approached our table to ask me to dance, I was too high on all those good feelings to say no.
I stumbled three times on our way to where couples were scattered about, swaying to the music.
“I promise I’m not usually this clumsy,” I laughed. “I’ve just had a few drinks.”
In truth, it was probably more than a few, but I’d lost count after the third flute of champagne that Matteo had handed me.
The man nodded with an easy smile, keeping a re……
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