Dream?

He pulled her into a hug. Her champagne bottle–laden purse clanked against his butt, and they both laughed.

"You won't regret this. I will make sure." He pulled back and grabbed his phone out of his pocket. "Wait, give me your number."

He typed in her number as she recited it.

"There, I texted you, so you have mine. I'll send you all of the details later." He turned to leave before she could say anything else.

"Okay, but Mike, are you really.... . ."

"See you tomorrow, Stella. Congratulations again to your sister! Byeeeee"

He sped down the hall with his suitcase, not giving her a chance to back out.

Stella stared at Mike's back for a few seconds. Had that really happened? Had that cute stranger just asked her to be his date for a wedding? And had she really said yes? Is it a dream?

She turned and raced down the hall to Livia's room and knocked on the door. Livia threw open the door and pulled her into a tight hug.

"Get in here!" They grinned at each other and hugged again. It was great to see her sister, it really was.