I let out a sigh. "No, just in my dream."

"Listen Elaine, you've got great taste. You'll kick yourself if you let Ashton slip away. Shoot, if I was 50 years younger, I'd be after him myself," Chloe joked.

I cracked up. Chloe was such a riot.

"I'm not kidding! Better move fast before that widow snatches him up," she warned.

Since it was just me and Chloe at the table, I had to ask, "Mrs. Sutton, where'd Ashton go?"

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