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This had to be some kind of cosmic joke, Merry kept thinking. Of all the people in Jupiter Point, Will Knight would probably be the last man she ever would have connected to StarLord. She would have thought it was some kind of hallucination except for the sharp fizz of champagne on her tongue. That was real. So was the scent of Will's aftershave, something light and spicy, like cedar shavings. His strong, lean body stretched next to hers on the picnic bench.
The more buzzed she got, the more ridiculous the situation seemed. She kept remembering new details and bursting into giggles.
"The tiger lilies! Did you tell Tobias and Ben I like them? But how did you—"
"They asked me, but I was thinking of the other you. I had no idea you liked them too." He shook his head, confusion clouding
