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I wrapped my
arms around him to give him a big hug.
    He slowly moved away from
me and looked me dead in the eyes. “Babe, I need to tell you
something.”
    I felt my heart skip a
beat, my palms began to sweat and I was feeling anxious. “What?” I
said as my voice cracked.
    “ Why are looking so
nervous?” He laughed.
    “ Because. . . You’re
freaking me out!”
    He ran his hands through
my hair and exhaled. “These past few months have been amazing. I’ve
never felt like this about any other girl.”
    I swallowed hard, not
knowing what to say or do. As I began to speak he put his fingers
over my lips.
    “ Shhh. . . Let me finish.
Leila, I’ve never told anyone this before. . . I love
you.”
    Suddenly, I felt a tap on my shoulder.
I jerked around to see Tony the DJ standing there.
    “ Are you all set with
taking pictures? It’s almost time for the bride and groom to be
announced.”
    “ Yes, I’m all
set.”
    “ Great!”
    Once Tony gathered the
bridal party together and got them in line for their introductions,
I made my way into the reception hall. My eyes scanned the room,
looking for Garrett. I found him standing with a group of guys by
the bar. It appeared as if they were doing tequila shots.
I shot him a smile and kept walking. He returned the smile and went
back to drinking. I checked my watch. It was almost 5:30pm. Ok. You can do this,
only four more hours. You‘re doing good.
    The remainder of the night passed by
very quickly, the caterers in this place had it down to a science.
The next time I checked my watch it was almost time for me to go. I
was looking forward to ending the day. It was difficult for me to
see Garrett and Marie all over each other on the dance floor. He
nuzzled his face into her hair and then stared at me, making me
feel very uncomfortable. Marie seemed to really enjoy flaunting his
attention at me. They were grinding on the dance floor, and her
eyes were always on me. It was almost like she knew Garrett and I
had a past, or she was just a super bitch who wanted to show me
that the hottest guy in the room was with her. Either way she was
really getting on my nerves, and I was so ready to get out of
there.
    As soon as my watch hit 9:30 PM, I
gathered my stuff and got ready to head out to my car. I made sure
Garrett was out on the back patio first, and then I made my move. I
usually stopped and said my goodbyes to the bride and groom, but in
this case, there was no way in hell I was doing that.
    As I walked to my car, I realized the
temperature must have dropped a good twenty degrees since this
afternoon. I shivered and told myself that I should really start
keeping a jacket in the back seat of my car. Just as I reached the
Honda and opened the door, I heard “Leila! Wait up!” I spun around
in shock to see Garrett jogging across the parking lot.
    I dropped my head down and whispered,
“Fuck, I was so close to getting away.” Apparently, my perfect
escape plan sucked ass.
    “ So, you weren’t even
going to say goodbye?” He said as he jogged up to my
car.
    “ Well, I didn’t want to
bother you and the douche of honor. She was on you like a fly on
shit all night. Does she know who I am?”
    “ No, she doesn’t know
about you. She just became very possessive when she realized a
beautiful single woman was staring at me. And like I told you
before I am just here with her.”
    “ What gives you the idea
that I am single? And just for the record I wasn’t staring at you,
so please don’t flatter yourself,” I snapped.
    He winced at my words.
    “ Um. . . I just assumed
because, I saw no ring on your finger. Aww, shit Leila. That didn’t
come out right. I just thought you were single. I apologize if
you’re dating someone,” he stammered.
    “Well, you can tell the douche of honor
not to worry, you’re all hers,” I said in a very snotty tone and
abruptly turned back towards my car to leave.
    His words stopped me. “Babe . . . I .
. . I . . . Mean Leila, I’m sorry.