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Quietly, he slipped out of the room and went back into the kitchen. The coffee was cold by now. Markus turned on the kettle again and five minutes later, he sat in Sarah’s lounge room, watching the rest of a movie while sipping his coffee. The movie didn’t have the desired effect to hold his attention, though, and his mind wandered off.
Sarah’s kiss had come completely out of the blue to him. But at the same time it’d affected him deeply as she’d stood in front of him in the flat column ruffle champagne dress. He chuckled as he recalled how often she’d tried to describe the dress to him. She’d looked sensational in it. Simply the look of her had made him yearn for her.
And he’d found out that kissing her had come as natural to him as breathing.
His heart squeezed a little at her misery seeing Timmy with another woman. Not a nice sight at the best of times, it would’ve broken her heart. Markus remembered how she had swooned over Timmy, indicating he was it for her. He’d have loved to put his fist into this guy’s face for hurting her so much. No one messed with his girl.
His girl.

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Sarah  followed Markus towards the doors. Again, she noticed how sensational he looked in that tuxedo, the white shirt, and the dark grey tie. His blond hair was cut short and the usual slight wave was gone. She liked it when his hair was a bit longer. It gave him that mischievous look that she’d known since childhood. That same look in his blue eyes that had radiated trouble fifteen years ago, when he’d taken her hand and led her to the top of a diving board with the words Let’s go flying.
Today, he’d even shaved for the occasion.
Her lower body tingled, and she rolled her eyes at herself. For crying out loud, it’s Marky, she told herself.Amused, she let out a little chuckle as she caught up to him. “Slow down Mr. Superfit. Miss Lazybum following here.”
He laughed, and a shiver ran down her spine. Again.
What was the matter with her today?
He took her hand and excused himself while getting through the crowd. No way was the party nearly over. Rather the opposite, she thought. This party was about to warm up.
Without her.
She couldn’t believe it. Her chance to meet someone from the football scene, and she was leaving because of a stinking headache.
She was cursed to end up old and on her own.
And that thought hurt.

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Sarah let out another long breath before she decided what to tell him, if anything at all. Markus had always been a very good friend. More than that. He’d always been there for her, during good and bad times. Especially during bad times.
“I walked in on Timmy with another woman yesterday afternoon,” she said, barely audible, more embarrassed than hurt.
Markus leaned back and met her gaze. Like so often, his beautiful blue eyes conveyed such warmth and understanding.
“Ouch!” he whispered.
“C’mon, say it,” she coaxed.
“Say what?”
“You know what. The I told you so.”
The words stung like acid in her stomach. Yes, he had told her more than a couple of times that there was something iffy about Timmy. Even Ty and Oliver had noticed the vibes, but she’d been happy the last four months. She hadn’t expected that one. Not at all.
So last night she’d drowned her sorrow in that one glass of red wine too many and was paying for it now.
Markus gently pulled her a little bit closer. “I’m not saying any such thing.”
“I deserve it, though.”
A smile tugged at his lips. “Baby, no you don’t. The only person deserving something is Timmy. And that’s a big fist connecting with his face.”
Sarah laughed, but regretted it straight away. “Oh my God, Marky. Don’t make me laugh, please. I’ve got the worst hangover ever. The last glass of the red wine last night didn’t agree with me.”

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