“Hey, Tamara! Just wanted you to meet some good people. This is Martin. Martin, Tamara.” Jez said, and then he bustled off in the direction of the bar. Nate also left, but not before glaring at Martin. Puzzled, I turned and looked at Martin properly. He was tall, taller than Nate, and much broader in the shoulders. So out of my league, I told myself. Probably has a girlfriend, too. Shame.
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