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of Mason’s gaze and saw her.
“Wow,” he agreed. The woman was in an electric blue dress, as if she needed to
call any more attention to herself. A halter top kept in the most
attention-getting breasts he had seen in quite some time, the short skirt of
the dress wafting over long, long legs, with a tiny waist in between. Now that
was a beautiful body. The face was just as lovely, with wide, generous lips,
and huge doe-like eyes, though he was too far away to tell their color. Her
hair was a mass of silky dark curls to her waist.
    Brendan put his champagne glass down on a nearby table.
    “She’s got to be a friend of the groom’s,” Mason commented.
“She looks like she could be one of Winston’s old flames. You better make sure
your sister doesn’t see her.”
    Brendan scoffed. “Virginia wouldn’t care if she did see
her.”
    “I thought they were in love.”
    “Believe me. They are. Winston can’t take his eyes off her
and Virginia even stops thinking about business for a half a second when she’s
with him. No old flame is going to get in the way of that.” If there was one
thing Brendan believed in, it was that it was possible for some people to have
a happy marriage. His parents had had one. Allie and her husband Pat had one.
Virginia and Aaron were going to have one. But not him. Never him.
     
    “You couldn’t possibly be serious, Brendan.”
    “I am, Sarah. Why not?”
    “Why not? How about I’m a waitress and you’re a Beckett.
How’s that for a reason?”
    He laughed, kissing the tip of her freckled nose and palming
one of her milky white breasts. She slipped one of her long, bare legs between
his and nudged her thigh against his cock, already hardening though they had
just gotten done making love. A hard cock was a pretty perpetual state for him
at his age, but the thought of satiating it with Sarah’s sweet body for the
rest of his life filled him with excitement. Her objections to marrying him
were silly and he planned to make short work of them.
    “That’s a lousy reason, baby. What does that even matter?”
    “Your parents—”
    “Want me to be happy. You make me happy.” He tasted her
strawberry-flavored lips, care of that light lip gloss she always wore since
she needed no other makeup. Even at this relatively young point in his life,
he’d slept around quite a lot. And already, he was tired of it. Tired of one
easy lay after another, tired of college, tired of the constant socializing. He
wanted to settle down with Sarah. He wanted to be half of a happy couple, like
his parents, like Allie and Pat, even like Nora and Brian when they weren’t
bickering with each other.
    “I would never live up to being the wife of a CEO, Brendan.”
    “I don’t want to be CEO. I told you that. That’s for Virginia,
not me. She likes all that stuff.”
    “And what do you like, Brendan?” She said it so softly, he
almost didn’t hear it.
    “You.” He kissed her, flipping her over onto her back, and
reaching for another condom. He slid his fully erect cock into her tight vagina.
“I like you.” Murmuring those same words as he fucked her, somewhere along the
way he switched to “I love you,” but she never responded, her eyes closed, her
welcoming legs open to him.
    When he shuddered and slid off her again, kissing her cheek,
he felt wetness against his lips. He reared back. “Are you crying?”
    She swiped one hand against her cheek. “I have to go. My
shift starts in ten minutes. I have to get into my uniform.”
    “Look, Sarah, I want us to live together. I want to marry
you, not just fuck you in the backseat of my car.”
    “I have to go.”
    And then she was. Gone. That very same night. Just
disappeared, leaving him a note that said it all.
    She had been put in his path by one of his “pals”, who was
long on heritage but short on funds. The idea was for Sarah—who his friend had
fed with all his likes and dislikes, right down to not a lot of makeup—to hook
up with him