Chapter 23

PRESENT

TWO MONTHS AGO

“All right, all right.” The country singer put his hands up defensively. Then he pivoted to go back to where he came from. "I'm leaving. Are you happy, Angelique?"

I nodded.

"I can't be any happier."

Halfway through his walk on the pavement, he pivoted to look at me, resting his right hand on his slim waist as he looked at me expectantly. “Well, I do have something to say." Then he licked his lips. "I need your help.”

“What help?” I stood there awkwardly, gazing bewildered at him. "Weren't you just walking away from me?"

He nodded back towards one of the men’s clothing stores on the right side of the street. “Help me find a tux?"

“Why would I help you?” I narrowed my eyes at him. "I barely know you."

“You owe me. Have you forgotten that?" He smirked at me as he ogled at my face. "Don't you remember that night from the karaoke bar?” He bit his lip, looking at my face for signs of recognition. He thought I’d forgotten all about what happened that night aga