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Chapter 88

“I’m Daniel Keane,” he said. “This crazy girl hanging off Mr. Ashford is my wife, Aryana.”

“This is my fiancée, Sandra Dennis,” Creighton said dislodging the young girl from his neck. Aryana turned and looked at Sandra, eyes wide and mouth open.

“Hello,” Sandra said to her, reaching her hand toward the girl who took it in stunned silence.

“I think this is the first time I’ve seen her speechless,” Daniel chuckled, his tone thick with an Irish accent.

“Are you ready to get some supper?” Creighton asked, wrapping his arm around Sandra’s waist as Daniel followed suit, pulling his wife out of her sudden stupor.

“Crey, I can’t believe you are getting married,” she said suddenly, her own tone identifying her Italian heritage. “This is fantastico. I never thought you would get serious, always the celibe.” Daniel led the four of them toward the restaurant as Sandra turned to Creighton.

“Celibe?”

“Bachelor,” he smiled.

“Oh, I thought she was calling you celibate.” He laughed at her conf
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