“Why’s there so much noise?”

“Because it’s your engagement party. Don’t you know that?”

He must have, that the reason he’s here Taylor.

“I do.”

“Then why are you drunk?”

“Because I want to be.” He grumbles stubbornly, closing his eyes.

“Typical.”

He shoots me a glare before his eyes examine me sequentially, like some wild untameable object. He glances at me from head to toe and the hunger and frustration I know he’s feeling grows. “This is the worse night of my life and I feel horrible, lost...” He laments painfully. “But look you.” He gestures to my outward appearance with his eyes. “You don’t look bad.” Although his...