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Dinner was fun and entertaining, every event that brings my family together usually contains at least one of those words. 

The usual occurrences happened; my aunt Jessica got drunk leaving her husband, Bill, to play referee to anything she was saying. My uncle John had a fight with my aunty Cecillia, over random things (they'll be best friends by tomorrow). A strange mix of the cousins either got drunk and told embarrassing stories about the others or moped around with their noses stuck to their phones. 

What was different was my attention. Usually i'm all over happily reminiscing my family about 'better' times, instead I was focused on a Mr. dark and handsome whilst pretending not to be focused on a Mr. dark and handsome. My whole body was at war with itself, telling me to look then not to look, and as I go to look I get pulled back by that common sense part of my mind that he might see. But then if he does see me looking doesn't that mean he's looking at me and therefore I should look to check he's not looking at me? 

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

 This was not fun. I love family dos I just wanna be focused on them not having my brain being turned into mush by both the main near me and the crazy debate in my head. 

Riley gently nudged me. "What you doing?" 

"Trying not to look" I answered not looking at her. I was focused on my uncle sat across from me. Focusing on him will distract me. I am one with distraction. I am calm. 

"Well, it looks like your face is having a spaz attack, so stop!" 

I quickly turned to her. "I thought I was doing so well" I whined. 

"No, babe, your not." She calmly whispered. 

I sighed and rose from my chair, heading to the buffet to grab more food. If I can't look I might as well drown my sorrows in sweets. 

I quickly grabbed everything that resembled chocolate on to my plate, adding a few strawberries to make it healthy. 

I was so invested in my choice of either another  chocolate brownie or a profiteroles that I did keep in connection with my surrounding air until it was too late. 

Someone came to stand next to me and the minute I smelt his deodorant I knew who it was. Who could forget his smell. It was all man and all sex. Well, it probably wasn't quite that but that's what I thought. 

I couldn't breath all of a sudden. My hands froze in front of the profiteroles, my eyes staring so hard at them I was surprised they didn't explode. 

"You look like your making a hard decision?" His voice seemed to melt around the words. 

Is he talking to me? Decision? Yes, honestly, Killian I am trying to decide whether to jump on top of you and give everyone a show or break down right her into a puddle of tears and chocolate based desserts. 

I turned my head towards him, and tried to force the air into my lungs. 

He was beautiful. In a manly way I mean. He was cut and tall and green eyed. An important physical trait in my head. 

"I mean, honestly I'm a strawberry guy but I can see the difficulty of choosing between a brownie and a profiter" He continued when I just stood there like an imbecile. 

"Yessss" I pulled the word trying to deceive why he was talking to me in a casual way. 

"Right" He tilted his head studying me. "I'm an old family friend of the groom." He held his hand out to me. My mind automatically flashed to what those hands had once done to me. How they had been able to turn me into sex fiend with a few touches...... 

Wait. What The Fuck?!?!??!

He was introducing himself. He doesn't remember me. 

My hand instinctually took his and shook. 

He doesn't have any fucking clue who I am. How bloody insulting!!!!

"And you arree.....?" He prompted when I released his hand without introducing myself. 

"Mia." I shortened my name not wanting to prompt any memories. He only knew me as Amelia. Well, he didn't know me as Amelia because he didn't know me at all. 

"No...." He stared at me weirdly. "How do you know..." He started but I quickly cut him off. I wasn't gonna stand around and have a repeat of intro chit chat with a man I'd f*cked and should already know me. 

"Excuse me." I quickly turned on my heels and walked back to my seat next to Riles. 

"OMG, he came up to you!" She quietly squealed grabbing my arm. "What did he say?" 

"He introduced himself "

"Aww, how cut-- wait what? Introduced himself?" She pondered 

"He doesn't remember me." I stated 

"WHAT THE EVERLOVING FUCK." She screamed gaining the attention of the whole room. 

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