Nicolas stepped into the jewelry shop feeling lighter after the previous night. When the invitation first arrived he hadn’t even known if he wanted to bring it up. Every year he received one. It was expected for a Worthington to attend but unlike his brothers he didn’t have a partner or any desire to take part in the pageantry. Now it was different. He had Aubrey and for once the idea of someone wearing something from his store was thrilling.
As he approached the counter he saw a familiar figure, “Hey Zach.”
“Nick, good to see you,” the car salesman greeted him in turn. Though it had only been a few weeks it felt much longer since they had met.
“Good to see you,” Nicolas shook his hand. “Make sure to take care of him, David.”
“Of course,” the clerk at the counter nodded.
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