Chapter 141: Calming Down Aeri l
The grand hall buzzed with warmth and laughter, the golden glow of chandeliers casting a dreamy light over the crowd gathered for the wedding. Guests milled about, their wine glasses clinking softly as they chatted, their eyes fixed on the stage where Daniel, the groom, stood in his crisp black suit, a sheepish grin on his face. His friends, a lively bunch in tailored coats, surrounded him, tossing playful questions his way under the direction of the announcer, Mike, whose voice boomed through the microphone.
"So, Daniel," one friend said, leaning into the mic with a mischievous smirk, "remember that girl from college? The one you tried to impress with that awful poetry?" The crowd erupted in laughter, and Daniel coughed on his water glass, his face flushing as he waved a hand to quiet them.
"You guys are gonna get me killed," Daniel said, his voice half-choking, half-laughing as he set the glass down, shaking his head. "Sara’s gonna hear this and have my head."
"Yeah, that’s the plan," another friend shot back, winking at the crowd, which roared with amusement, the hall alive with the easy camaraderie of old stories and shared memories.
Aeri stood near the center of the crowd, her light blue dress catching the light as she held a glass of red wine, its deep hue swirling gently in her hand. A soft smile played on her lips as she watched the stage, the groom’s embarrassment tugging a quiet laugh from her. The music, a lively string quartet, wove through the chatter, and for a moment, she let herself sink into the festive mood, the tension from her earlier exchange with Sara easing slightly.
A sudden tap on her shoulder jolted her, followed by a familiar voice, low and casual.
"Yo."
Aeri’s smile faltered, her heart skipping as she turned, her dress swishing softly. There I was, standing behind her, hands in my pockets, my shirt and pants neatly pressed, a faint, almost sheepish grin on my face. My hair was slightly mussed, but I looked otherwise put-together, as if I’d just stepped out of a casual stroll rather than...thrusting my dick in someone.
"You..." Aeri said, her voice sharp as she jabbed a finger into my chest, her wine glass tilting slightly in her other hand. "Where were you, huh?" Her eyes narrowed, her nerves twitching with a mix of relief and anger as she stepped closer, her voice rising just enough to carry over the music.