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was a mixture of panic and guilt. So spill.” 
    Then I remembered something, “Derrick! Oh my gosh, I forgot to text him back!” I pulled my phone out and sent a quick message. Sorry I didn’t answer sooner, I was working. I’m at dinner with a friend now but I wanted to tell you that I’ve been thinking about you too. I hope you can come visit me soon. Miss you. Give Katie-cat a hug for me.” 
    Tristan was reading over my shoulder and smirked, “Very sweet. Who is Katie-cat?”
    “His daughter.”
    Tristan’s eyebrow rises with curiosity and he asks, “ His daughter? Not your daughter together?”
    I shook my head, “No, I wish she was my daughter. She’s an awesome kid. He was only sixteen when she was born and he’s raised her on his own, with the occasional help of his parents and two brothers.
    Tristan nodded approvingly, “He sounds like a keeper.”  
    I responded, “He is, otherwise I wouldn’t even try this whole long distance thing.”  
    His eyebrows rise again, “Where does he live?” 
    “In Nashville, where I moved here from.”  
    Tristan nods and then we are interrupted by our waiter. She grins at Tristan, “Welcome U'i how are you?”  
    He blushes in response to her obvious flirting. “Great, you look well.” They go on chatting for a moment before she takes our drink orders and moves to the next table.
    “Friend of yours?” I ask."And what did she call you?"
    He pursed his lips as he chooses his words carefully, “Kind of an ex-girlfriend I guess. We ended on good terms though so I like to think of her as a friend. She called me U'i, it's Hawaiian for handsome.” 
    Glancing back at the waitress, I took in her appearance. Of course she was of Hawaiian descent for the ambience and was wearing a Hawaiian shirt with a straight khaki skirt. “She’s cute, definitely more your type than I would be.”
    I’m not sure why I said that and Tristan gave me a funny look. “Why is that exactly?” I shrugged because I had no answer for it. “So you don’t think sweet, country, rockin’ hot blondes are my thing?”
    I peer around the room in confusion, “Who are you talking about?”
    He laughs, “You need a mirror, darling girl. You are hot.”
    I rolled my eyes, “I hope you have a good vision plan, because you need glasses sir.”  
    He turns to grab a guy walking by who resembles the actor Ryan Gosling and asks, “Would you date my friend here?”  
    ‘Ryan’ takes a lingering glance over my body, stopping a moment to view ‘the girls’ for a second time and replies, “Hell yeah.”  
    Tristan turns back to me, “See.”
    The guy leans forward, “So do I get your number?”
    Tristan waves his hands in a dismissing fashion. “No dude, you think a chick this hot is single? It was a rhetorical question, move on!” ‘Ryan’ moves on looking a bit annoyed at being troubled for an answer since he wasn’t getting anything in return. I couldn’t help laughing and feeling flattered at the same time.
    The next couple of hours were filled with delicious Hawaiian foods and a fun-filled luau full of dancing and romance. It was an enjoyable night, but I would’ve enjoyed it more with Derrick beside me. Tristan is great, don’t get me wrong. The romantic ambience of the show made me want my boyfriend beside me.
    After the luau, neither of us was tired so we set out to find a good spot to hang out. This resort was beside a lake so it had a beachfront feel to it complete with sandy edges. We took over a couple of lounge chairs and sipped on some frozen margaritas that Tristan talked his lady friend into letting us take with us, with the promise that we’d return the glasses. He’s a sweet talker, no doubt about it.
    Throughout the night h e would run his hands back and forth across his bald head, so I finally ask about his choice of hairstyle.
    “Is that a new style for you?”
    He glanced at his hand as if realizing what he was doing suddenly and laughed, “Yeah, it