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"Cliff tells me how he always has a different woman on his arm. I've seen him with at least three different girls at one point or another myself."
    "Thanks for the intel, but I wasn't thinking of doing anything like that." Carla whispered back, blushing. Diane simply laughed knowingly and gave a dismissive shrug.
    "Well, I've seen that look in your eye before." she told her. "Tommy Wright. Twelfth grade. Prom finished at midnight and you didn't get home until three."
    "There was an after party," Carla said, taking a swift sip of her wine.
    "Sure..." Diane teased her with a wink.
    Carla made a point after that to not look at the devilishly handsome man anymore, but she could still feel his gaze hot upon her as he continued to watch her from across the room,. After lunch was done and she had returned home to Aunt Tania’s house with the other girls in the bridal party, she still found it hard to shake off the feeling of his eyes upon her. It was unnerving to feel so undone by a pair of intense eyes on a very confident man.
    The rehearsal dinner was later and Carla was very aware of the fact that apart from her beautiful purple dress, which was being saved for the day of the wedding, she had nothing particularly elegant to wear. Knowing that the handsome, sophisticated man with grey eyes was going to be there, made her want to appear more dressed up than her usual simple dress and apron look.
    Unfortunately, all she had was another floral dress for the occasion, albeit a floor-length one this time.
    As soon as she returned to the restaurant for the rehearsal dinner that night, she began scanning the area for signs of Daniel, but she didn't have to look for long. She didn't know if it was coincidence, or Diane being mischievous, but her place card at the high table had her sitting right next to a certain Daniel Towler. When the lawyer arrived and noticed with whom he'd be sitting, he looked immediately pleased and pulled out Carla's chair for her before taking his own seat.
    "Hello again." he said smoothly, smiling that knowing smile, although what he knew about, Carla couldn't begin to guess. His steady gaze made her skin tingle and she became flustered all over again.
    "Hello,” she said with a little laugh.
    There were bottles of wine laid out intermittently along the table and Daniel reached over to open theirs. He filled up Carla's glass and his own and paid no attention to anyone else at the table as he focused in on her. Carla picked up her glass and quickly took a few sips, hoping to stem her nerves.
    Daniel smiled as he watched her become flustered and picked up his own glass with a calm confidence.  Carla imagined that he was used to fine dining and drinking good wine. For Carla, life was more of a cup of tea and a cupcake affair.
    "So, you're the maid of honor?" he asked her. He spoke the question with a slow and teasing intonation in his voice. It made even the simple question sound like a line, but coming from a man with such a handsome face, it succeeded in its aim of making Carla's stomach flutter once more.
    "Diane's cousin." she explained. "And you're the best man."
    "It's unfortunate we haven't met before." he told her with a flirtatious gleam in his eye.
    "I work hard." Carla said as way of explanation. "I don't see much of Diane anymore."
    "You're a baker." Daniel remembered. The words rolled off his tongue as though it gave him pleasure to say them and Carla couldn't imagine why. Daniel struck her more as a man who would prefer a corporate doll on his arm than someone who spent her time in less lucrative pursuits.
    "And you're a lawyer,” she stated, in order to break away from the intensity of his interest in her and to turn the attention onto him. "What kind of law do you practice?" she asked, turning the tables to take the pressure from herself.
    Talking about himself seemed to break the spell a little. The lawyer sat back on his chair as he had done earlier that day, with one leg over the other and one