Her sister's man
He ran his fingers through his hair.
"Thank you Daniel, you look just as good yourself, I'm jealous."
"No, you don't understand, your waist, your curves, your backside, that dress was made for you and I can't ever change my mind." He shook his head fast.
"Oh my God," I rolled my eyes, "stop flattering me."
"We hope you're having a good time," the m.c annouced through a speaker and the chattering stopped as everyone turned to look at him.
"Kill the lights." He said to someone, "it's time for the slow dancing, so grab your partners and hit the dancefloor."