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βThatβs fair. But only if she insists on getting a drink with you.β Caleb quickly repeated the girls words. He knew that this bet really could go either way, given the people they both placed the bet on. The manβs lips turned up into a quick smirk at the feeling of the soft, gentle peck on his lips.Β βNo, but Iβll try to make the most of it.β He stated as he grabbed his keys from the small table, all before walking over to the front door and opening it.Β βAfter you, mβlady.βΒ
βI promise to be of no influence!β Mina promised. She double checked her purse one last time before walking out of the door that he held open for her. It didnβt take them long to get to the reception and walk back in like they were never gone. People had already started drinking so she walked them both over to the bar so they could catch up with everyone else.Β βWant to get a bottle of champagne? It is a wedding after all.β She asked Caleb.




















