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He strolled over to us

He strolled over to us, smoking a joint and strumming his guitar.

“‘Ello, luv,” he smiled at me, then looked at Derek. “We still on for tomorrow, yeah?”

Derek stared at him blankly – and then closed his eyes and winced. “Oh, shit, I totally forgot…”

I frowned. “Forgot what?”

For the first time ever, I saw something other than a look of placid contentment on Killian’s face. He looked flat-out disappointed. “Aw, c’mon now… I’m happy you two are in the midst of connubial bliss, but you promised, mate.”

“Connubial…?” I slurred, now firmly in the grips of the champagne. “I don’t think that means what you think it means…”

I giggled, realizing I sounded a lot like that quote from The Princess Bride:

Inconceivable!

You keep using that word. I do not think it means what you think it means.

Which I thought was hilarious.

Come on, cut me a break. I was drunk.

Everybody else, though, was ignoring me.

“Killian…” Derek said, sounding like he was about to try to weasel his way out of something.

“You
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