‘I saw you. Good moves.’
‘Ha, yeah. Astrid and I went to ballroom dance classes to learn our routine for the first dance. That took months of practice, so I hope it was good.’ His eyes shifted to Clara.
‘It was. Well done,’ she said.
‘The two of you seem to be doing a rather good job yourselves. You’ve hardly sat down all evening.’
Clara fanned her face. ‘We should probably take a breather. Let me get you both a drink. What would you like?’
‘I could murder a Guinness if you don’t mind,’ Dominic said.
‘I’ll do the same,’ Sam added. ‘I haven’t had that for years.’
‘Used to be our favourite, didn’t it?’ Dominic winked at him.
‘I’ll get you both one and you can reminisce over it,’ Clara said with a wave. She headed to the table, got her bag, and went to the bar.
‘She’s adorable.’ Dominic grinned. ‘The two of you are made for each other.’
‘Um, yeah.’ Sam pulled a face.
‘What’s that look for?’ Dominic raised his eyebrows.
‘Nothing.’ He gave a quick headshake. ‘It’s just too early to speculate.’
‘Nonsense.’ Dominic chuckled and clapped Sam on his shoulder. ‘When you know, you know. And I can tell just by looking at the two of you that you’re perfect together.’
Sam didn’t want to risk a response that might incriminate him, so he changed the subject. ‘Where’s Astrid?’
‘At the bathroom with all her bridesmaids – apparently it’s a military style operation going for a wee in that dress.’
Sam snorted, sitting at the table and watching the dwindling crowd on the dance floor. The night had mellowed into a comfortable lull, though his insides were buzzing. The charge between him and Clara had got so strong on the dancefloor, he was close to combusting.
He and Dominic chattered about old times until Clara returned with a small tray.
‘Here you are.’ She handed them their pints. ‘Here’s to a happy future.’ She clinked her wine glass on Dominic’s pint. ‘And thank you, Sam, for inviting me. I’m really enjoying it.’
He raised his glass to meet hers.
‘I’m very glad to hear it.’
‘I was just saying what a wonderful couple you are.’ Dominic grinned at Clara. ‘A perfect match, I’d say.’
‘Oh… thank you.’ Clara smiled up at Sam. The look was so adorable, it was a struggle not to lean down and plant a gentle kiss on those glossy lips.
Together, the three of them sipped their drinks and chatted until Dominic spotted Astrid returning.
‘Better go and check she’s alright. Thank you both for coming though. It’s been wonderful having you.’
Sam watched him cross the dance floor and greet Astrid with a kiss.
‘They’re very cute,’ Clara said.
Sam nodded, and his eyes fell back on her. She was elfin in her looks, petite and compact. Her smile was like literal sunshine.
‘And apparently so are we.’
They both chuckled.
