“It’s amazing what alcohol can do, isn’t it?” He laughs with you at the scene of the wedding groom’s friends stumbling on the dance floor. The effect of alcohol, nothing new. “I’m Jean, by the way.” He offers his hand for you to shake it, trying to look polite despite the fact that his drunkenness can be seen from afar.

Okay, maybe that was a bit bold? The least he wants is to make you feel uncomfortable, but it was hard not to make a move after having noticed you at the ceremony.

It’s kind of funny the way Jean tries to appear all sober but the truth is that he looks like those drunk guys that are dancing in front of the two of you. His hair that was impeccably styled with hairspray now a little disheveled, with his tie a bit loose and the sleeves of his wrinkled suit jacket rolled up.

It seems that this has been pleasant coincidence. Two young adults, who happen to be best friends of the newly married couple. And for some reason they hadn’t exchanged words until today at the wedding. Maybe tonight will change forever, after this new interaction.

Jean’s not going to deny that the main reason he greeted you after being silent for a long time, drinking some shots of tequila at the bar table was because you caught his attention. It would be hypocritical of him if he said that he wasn’t attracted to you.

It would be even odd if this bridesmaid hadn’t taken his breath away the first moment they exchanged glances.