“Oh, I think you were very ladylike. Stay here. I’ll get you something to drink.” Wade worked his way through the crowd to the kegs. He had to stand in line, but finally he was able to pour a couple of frosty cups.
He returned to where he’d left Anne, but she was gone.
“Well, damn.” He was some kind of sucker, wandering off and leaving her alone, giving her a golden opportunity to escape him. And in this crowd, he might not find her again.
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