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I follow her line of sight and find him talking to Knox, who has finally walked away from his girlfriend.
“I can’t believe he has a date. He told me he doesn’t date,” I hiss.
“Who?” Molly asks.
“That beautiful brunette. Look at her, she’s gorgeous. Honestly, I expected him to be with someone like her.” I sigh and chug down my drink.
A server passes and I grab not one, not two, but three crackers with caviar on them.
Comfort eating can happen anywhere.
I shove them into my mouth and chew, then add, “Not that anyfwing woz possible, you mow.”
Molly frowns. “You said you fancied him, not like him. Like like like him.”
I giggle, and cracker pieces shoot from my mouth and nose.
Oops. Maybe I’ve had too much to drink.
Billy and Gordon jump back and give me a strange look and half laugh.
It's clear they don’t think it's funny.
“Wwooops.” I giggle some more and put my hand over my mouth. “How mwany wikes is that?”
I really need to swallow, but I’m laughing too hard.
“Okay, I think we might need some water here.” Molly chuckles and we head over to the kitchen.
The entire space is open plan, and the kitchen is separated by a large marble benchtop with a sink near one side of the room.
On it, there’s a handful of crystal glasses, expensive bottles of champagne, a range of spirits and mixes, along with a fruit bowl and small green leafy plant.
Molly finds a glass and fills it with water. “Here, or you will choke.”
I swap my flute for the water and chug it down. When I glance up, Knox is watching me. Damn, I probably shouldn’t have drunk those last two glasses so quickly.
At least I know he’s not single.
Maybe she’s an ex, but I don’t want a player. Clearly, there is still something happening between the two of them.
Maybe I’ll go out with Billy. Dad would probably approve of a surgeon in the family. It could make up for me not being a lawyer.
Knox walks around the bench, my eyes following his progress, and I hear Molly ask if she should leave.
“No.”
“Yes,” Knox growls.
Billy joins us. “You girls want some pot?”
“Yes, wait for me,” Molly says, dancing after him like she just escaped from prison.
Then it’s just me and the marketing director from Montgomery Enterprises. As I will now be referring to him.
“Having fun?” I ask, downing more of the water.
He opens his mouth to answer, and I add, “With your girrlllfriend.”
