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inadvertent right cross. Seeing him flinch, she laughed. "Don't sneak up on me. I'm<br />
incredibly high-strung right now."<br />
He grinned and nodded. "You can tell I'm being very deferential to how high-strung you<br />
really are, because I'm not taking advantage of even one of the copious jokes that arise<br />
from you declaring yourself to be currently high-strung, as if it's a temporary condition. I<br />
must say, in all fairness, though, that it seems to have been a very successful cocktail<br />
hour. If dinner is any good at all, I think you're in for rave reviews from the masses."<br />
"So," she said, unable to keep an almost-lascivious grin from spreading across her<br />
cheeks. "Tell me about you and Joey. Is everything going the way you hoped?"<br />
Pacey held up his hands, and crossed his fingers. "So far, so good."<br />
"What happens now? Do you move there? Does she come back here?" Andie absently<br />
straightened forks.<br />
He wrinkled his brow. "We haven't actually had that conversation yet," he admitted. "I<br />
guess I was assuming she'd come back. We had said all along, you know, that she was<br />
going to go and figure things out for herself and get some space, but now . . . I assume<br />
she'll come home. It makes the most sense."<br />
"Is it wonderful being back together?" she asked, tugging a wrinkle out of a tablecloth.<br />
He sighed. "McPhee, I gotta tell you the truth. The experience is somewhere in<br />
between going back to replay a casino game you've already lost twenty times and going<br />
back to the only house you've ever lived in after spending a year in a Motel 6."<br />
She turned to face him. "Is that good?"<br />
"Well, the casino is under new management, and they tell me there are new rules, so as<br />
far as I know, yes." He looked fondly at her, suddenly realizing that all of it was real --<br />
this was him, a guest at Andie's engagement party. What a strange feeling it was, he<br />
thought, to experience something that at one time, you would have considered<br />
unthinkable.<br />
"What's wrong?" she said, touching his arm.<br />
"Nothing." He smiled. "I'm just . . . you're really getting married."<br />
"Well, I certainly hope so, because if I'm not, there are a lot of people here to watch a<br />
mediocre band play Rolling Stones covers for the next three hours." She paused and<br />
regarded him for a minute. "Can you believe it? All of us here, like this."<br />
He leaned over and kissed her forehead. "That soccer player of yours is one lucky<br />
French bastard," he said, running his hand over her hair, then pulling back to face her.<br />
"His knees will go, you know."<br />
She shrugged. "Mobility is overrated."