Once I had my drink, I spun around to people-watch and instead came face to chest with Dominic. Vodka and tonic splashed all over my shirt.
“Shit!” I gasped as an ice cube fell down the front and became lodged in my bra, instantly beginning to melt against my hot skin. I reached in and fished it out.
“I would have gotten that for you,” he teased.
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