Fortunately, I recover quickly, or at least I try to.
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Until I looked to my left. That's when I saw New Guy. I'd met him about a month ago and was kinda feeling him. I didn't know he'd be at this party.
But did he really just hear Fine Guy talking about my bootie?
The weird smirk on his face told me he did.
Awkward. Sigh. Only me.
But New Guy took it well. He said he basically shrugged it off as a, "Damn, she got it like that?" kind of deal.
I'm glad he has a sense of humor. In fact, he even seems a little more interested. *Shrug*
The threat of competition perhaps?
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