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"Whoa" Shade raised an eyebrow as Angie successfully dodged Danika and Kate's wedding bouquet. She smiled happily, relieved that she had managed not to catch it. He raised an eyebrow.
"Dodged that one."
"Yeah." He watched her for a moment. He had known his partner and friend for almost half a decade but he still couldn't work her out. She seemed to be happy on her own, Tex was history as far as she could tell and even the date with the paramedic had led to nothing. He sighed as she asked him to dance, knowing that his love life was just as complicated and not as straightforward as everyone seemed to think. His days of chasing women seemed to have gone. He had no interest in a relationship either - unless. No, he pushed that thought out of his mind. His Dad was wrong, Jules was wrong, heck, even Becca was wrong. He was not in love with his best friend. Conroy had been crazy to even think it.
"You ok?" Angie pulled back slightly to look him in the eye.
"Me? Great."
"I know you." Her eyebrows shot up as he smiled slightly.
"Yeah, yeah you do."
"Stop worrying about Jules and your Dad."
He smiled slightly as she tightened her grip on his arm for a moment. "Who said I'm worried? I know Jules will look after him."
Angie rolled her eyes before resting her head on his shoulder. The band had switched to a slower song, indicating that the night was coming to the end. She knew he was wondering what was going through her mind but the truth was she really wasn't sure. Weddings weren't really her thing, if it hadn't been the wedding of two of her best friends she knew that she would have found a way not to be there. But as she felt Matt hold her as the music and good wine seemed to seep into her system she really couldn't remember why she had never liked them.
"Weddings huh?"
"huh?"
"Only Danica and Kate could get a wedding venue in the middle of nowhere with a horrible storm, get a crazy guy with a plane and a fake minister to almost stop the wedding from going ahead." He sighed. "I mean, have you ever met anyone so suited to each other more than Kate and Danica?"
"I know what you mean." Angie smiled as she thought of the newly weds. "What was your wedding like? To Becca."
"You say that like I have so many ex wives." He laughed slightly as she raised an eyebrow. The song ended so they made their way back to the table they had been seated at earlier. Zoe was sat there, slightly drunk and chatting away to Danica's cousin, completely oblivious to them.
"You know what I mean." Angie stared at him.
"We were young." He paused. "Too young."
"But?"
"It was a great day." He sighed, remembering his father's words on the morning of the wedding. "Danica asked me this when we were out looking for the fuse box."
"She did?"
"Nerves, I guess."
Angie nodded. She could understand pre-wedding jitters. She had them and it wasn't even her own wedding. "But you knew?"
"Knew what?"
"That you and Becca were good? That it would last."
"Well, I was wrong." He sighed. "The best thing to come from my marriage to Becca was Jules. I think she was the reason we stayed together so long. I mean, we get on well. We can just about be in the same room together but we are better as we are now. Back then, we were not great."
"Tabloid fodder. You being a hockey player and Becca being on TV,"
"Didn't help." He paused. "But it all worked out for the best in the end." He picked up his glass as he watched her. "Where is all this coming from? All the questions?"
"I'm a detective. I ask questions."
"Yeah." Matt nodded. "Usually when someone is paying you to do the asking. And usually not of me. Something wrong?"
"No." Angie got up. "Look, I think I'll call it a night." She walked out of the reception area as Matt watched her go. He couldn't shake the feeling there was something she wasn't telling him and he didn't like it.
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a/n do I go on?