![]() She’s a good friend.” She mumbled, before she snapped her eyes back to William. Her eyes found Charlotte again easily in the crowd, and this time Charlotte was in conversation with a politician Sutton vaguely recognized from around the mayor’s office the few times she’d been there. It wasn’t a bad thing to be known as Charlotte’s friend, at any rate. A large part of her wanted to make an intimation that they were more, and she held herself back. He seemed genuinely inquisitive.īut Sutton paused, because she really didn’t know what he knew. The in love chorus in her mind slowed with something real to focus on, and she returned the smile for real. “I met your mother once, at a book signing. “Spencer, yeah, I see your family resemblance.” He cleared his throat. ![]() But with that thoughtful look, she recognized the resemblance.Ī charming, crooked smile stole over his face. That he was a veterinarian, quieter than she and Caleb were, shyer. Charlotte had only mentioned him offhandedly a few times in the last months. ![]() ![]() She shook his hand as he gave her a considering look. I’m just –” Cutting herself off, she started over. “Should I bother introducing myself as William Thompson? You don’t look like a member of the press, with the lack of a notebook or a pass.” He lifted his eyebrows in question, and it was only then that she realized he hadn’t exactly told her who he was.įeeling herself blush, she was seconds away from excusing herself, before he offered his hand. ![]()
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