Hunter POV I felt uncomfortable as I mingled with the crowd, Sandra's arm possessively hooked through mine. I had never liked big crowds, or seen the point of large events that were more a farce than a close intimate one with family to celebrate one's birthday with. There were people everywhere, champagne glasses in hand, nodding to Sandra as they passed, while Sandra's face was alight with smiles. She was excited, practically vibrating as she stood next to me, her lips curved up, her hair hanging in delicate waves down her back, her blue cocktail dress clinging tightly to her form. "Hunter, can you believe this turnout?" Sandra gushed, turning to me, here eyes sparkling "why everybody I invited must have come tonight." I nodded tightly. She glanced at me, wrinkling her brow, taken aba