Saturday, November 16, 2013, 4:39 PM
It's possible to pretend I'm someone other than who I am, and if I pretend long enough, I can believe it. -Libba Bray, A Great and Terrible Beauty
I nurse my second drink a bit slower, because even if I'm trying to calm down, I don't want to make an ass out of myself in front of all these people.
Alistair is busy making a drink for an older looking gentleman so I use that time to examine him a little.
Blonde slicked back hair, bright blue eyes. He even has a little tan going on... But it's November in Washington so either he's got a naturally dark hue or someone's been hitting those ultraviolet deathbeds.
He's a good looking man. He's not at all my type but probably anyone else's, so when he starts walking toward me with a cocky grin, I don't even hold it against him. I have a feeling he doesn't normally hear the word 'no.'
"So, are you here for the bride or the groom?" he asks innocently, as if I don't know what he's trying to do.
"Well, the groom is my brother, but I'm also the maid of honor... So, both, I guess."
He smiles and leans forward, motioning with his hand for me to do the same. He looks around conspiratorially to make sure no one's looking as I come in closer.
"You know, I do weddings here every weekend. Sometimes even weekdays... But you are, by far, the most beautiful maid of honor I have ever had the pleasure of serving."
I laugh and back up because I can't decide if I think this guy is cheesy or if those kind of lines probably work for him. He clears his throat and when I look back at him he doesn't seem to be exuding charm as he was before. In fact, he looks nervous.
"Uh, Miss Bella, do you have a boyfriend?"
What?
"No. Why would you-"
"Well, there's a guy across the room who looks like if he had a gun, I may no longer be of services here at the Fairmont."
I close my eyes and wish to teleport to anywhere else besides where I am right now. This is not what I wanted. I wanted him to forget about me, not watch what probably looked like mutually engaged flirting. I hear Alistair walk away as I psych myself up and look over my shoulder across the room.