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𝑫𝑰𝑿-𝑵𝑬𝑼𝑭

𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐞 𝟑.
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𝟑𝒓𝒅 𝑷𝑶𝑽

"See you fellas and lady tomorrow." Henry dropped the 3 cousins off in front of the Garrison.
"When you gonna return that car?" Salomé asked.

"I'll test drive it a little then the rich boy can get his car back." Henry smirked before driving off very recklessly.

Joannes sighed. "Come on Salomé let's get you a drink." Joannes put his arm over Salomé's shoulder.
"I don't drink Joannes." Salomé rolls her eyes.
"Well let's get you a nice tall glass of water on the rocks." Louis said walking over to the other side of Salomé, putting his arm over her shoulder as well.
The three of them strutted into the busy Garrison, some eyes were on them well mainly on Salomé.
That dress did wonder's for the eyes of gazing men, drunk and sober.
"Harry you still got that champagne left?" Joannes asked.
"Got more of it by the order of Mr. Shelby, there's been a wedding." Harry leaned over and whispered the last part.
"Who?" Salomé asked taking a seat on the barstool.
"The youngest, John Shelby I believe." Harry answered as he popped a bottle of champagne. Salomé looked over at the snug, it's doors wide open surprisingly. Salomé had only ever seen those doors closed must've really been a celebration.
"Smart thing to do is offer your congratulations and sing a song for the newlywed." Harry advised pointing at the open snug, Salomé looked at it then back to Harry.
"Best I go congratulate them since somebody didn't inform the boss of the band's whereabouts." Joannes avoided eye contact sipping his beer, knowing that the Shelby men will hopefully soften on Salomé.
"Be careful." Harry warned her before he walked away to serve a waiting patron.

Salomé took heed with that warning, she walked swiftly to the snug, head held high.
"Hello fellas." All 4 turn their attention to Salomé figure. Oh did she capture it in that dress.
"If only I didn't have a wife waiting back home." John mumble before sipping his whiskey.
"Ello love." Arthur stood up and pecked Salomé's cheek, she returned it.
"Where you've been?" Salomé turned to the deep voice of Tommy, smile still on her face.
"Just out having fun." Salomé answered, Tommy eyes searched hers for any sign of weakness, maybe to catch a lie but there was nothing. Salomé broke the eye contact with Tommy then looked back at John. "Congratulations on getting married."
"Thank you love, wish you coulda' been there to sing a song." John raised his glass to her and Salomé returned with a nod.
"It was only for family, would've been impossible." Michael mumbled loud enough for Salomé to hear.
"I ain't got the whole band with me but I can make it work for you." Salomé smiled. "Come by here tomorrow."

"Ya know I always do darling." John smirked making Salomé chuckle.
"Yer cousins sent you here to offer congratulations because they knew we'll be soft on ya." Tommy spoke up, voice not even showing a hint of happiness or excitement even during this joyous occasion.