Chapitre 22: Dream?
He pulled her into a hug. Her champagne bottle–laden purse clanked against his butt, and they both laughed.
"You won't regret this. I will make sure." He pulled back and grabbed his phone out of his pocket. "Wait, give me your number."
He typed in her number as she recited it.
"There, I texted you, so you have mine. I'll send you all of the details later." He turned to leave before she could say anything else.
"Okay, but Mike, are you really.... . ."
"See you tomorrow, Stella. Congratulations again to your sister! Byeeeee"
He sped down the hall with his suitcase, not giving her a chance to back out.
Stella stared at Mike's back for a few seconds. Had that really happened? Had that cute stranger just asked her to be his date for a wedding? And had she really said yes? Is it a dream?
She turned and raced down the hall to Livia's room and knocked on the door. Livia threw open the door and pulled her into a tight hug.
"Get in here!" They grinned at each other and hugged again. It was great to see her sister, it really was.
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