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The Blast Off party was just as challenging as Griffin had feared. Voices echoing where they shouldn’t, people appearing out of nowhere, jokes he’d obviously missed, but had to laugh at anyway because he couldn’t ask everyone to repeat every single thing.
The event was held on the spacious grounds of a private estate near the ocean. The terraces were hung with colorful lanterns that bobbed in the breeze. Tall heaters warmed the outdoor air, and the soft sound of waves lapping against rocks provided a murmuring backdrop for the constant chatter.
The constant, maddening chatter.
Thank God for Serena. For her clear voice, her jasmine fragrance. With her hand still tucked in the crook of his arm, he kept her pressed close to his side. Knowing she was with him felt like a lifeline, but i
