Strangers
He obviously knows me; no one but family calls me Alex.
"God damn, you look hot."
Before I can respond, he pulls me against his chest, wrapping both arms around my middle. He smells fantastic, like a mix of earth and spice. When I pull away, his buddy comes up behind him, slapping him on the back.
"You about ready to go Chris?" Then he makes eye contact with me. "Ha-ha! Well, I'll be damned. It's little Alexandra Carpenter."
I instantly recognize my older brother's best friend from high school. He's one of the unlucky ones who never escaped.
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