"As much as I would have loved to see you getting together, I'm afraid I have to break you up." Brit gently removed BJ's hand from mine, "he has a husband who is supper possessive about him."
"He's married?" BJ looked shocked.
"Yes, I am."
Since Brit has already said the words I was supposed to, when she started getting too close, it was time to step up.
"I'm sorry!" She created a distance between us, "I never knew you were married!"
Her friends ran to her sides, and each placed a hand on her shoulders as if they were consoling her.
Their actions and the glares they sent towards me, confused me.
"It was supposed to be perfect. I thought I'd found—" She didn't get to complete her words before she made a mad dash towards the bathroom.
"BJ!" Her girlfriends ran after her, leaving a dumbfounded, poor me, behind.
"What just happened? Why was she acting that way?"