I trade out my now empty champagne glass for a new one and blur him out of my peripheral as I smile up at the happy couple as they give a little speech, thanking us all for being here.
After they sit back down, I sigh and take a sip.
“So how do you two know each other?” Regina, who is sitting next to me, asks.
“Oh, we don’t,” I say quickly.
“We just had the pleasure of meeting,” Reid says.
I let out a high-pitched giggle. “I’m sorry, I just…I’m not sure pleasure is the right word.”
“I’m surprised you know what the word means,” Reid shoots back, and I snort.
“I meant how do you know the groom, Reid?” Regina asks, her eyes darting between him and me.
“Oh, right,” he says.
“Obviously,” I mutter with a smile.
“Justin and I went to law school together,” he states.
“Justin is a lawyer?” Mandy asks. She’s a sweet girl, but for all those wheels turning in her head, there’s not a lot of live hamsters.
“He works in the entertainment industry, repping music artists,” Reid says.
“You’re a lawyer,” I ask, though it comes out more like a statement because I’m honestly not surprised.
“I am,” he smirks. “A divorce lawyer.”
I literally choke on my champagne at that, and Reid hands me a napkin, clearly amused.
Jerk.
“That’s kind of hot…” Regina says.
“But less entertaining,” I say once I’m done coughing.
“So you guys kind of do the same thing then,” Mandy says pointing back and forth at us.
“Not really, Mandy,” I smile nicely.
“How so?” Reid asks.
“Because you’re a divorce lawyer and Quinn helps keep married people together,” she says like she just finished a paint-by-numbers and is delighted that she figured out what the picture is.
Reid looks amused, and I decide for my own dignity to take over from here.
“I run a nonprofit that connects married couples with relationship counselors,” I say with confidence.
“Interesting,” he says. “Why?”
That one syllable has other people choking on their champagne, too. But I’m not so easily thrown off my horse.
I meet his eyes, and his smirk, before answering. “To prevent divorce.”
“Well, this is fun,” Collin, the groomsman sitting next to Reid, says, jumping into the conversation. “Why don’t we talk about something more lighthearted? Like the war in Iran.”
Everyone laughs as Collin starts to change the subject, luckilynotto the war in Iran but to the recent New York Knicks game, but Reid seems happy to continue with the current debate.