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Bess, Darling :-*
Chester always enjoyed weddings. The joy and happiness. It was almost as if you could feel the love in the air. And the ceremony was so beautiful. He almost shed a tear.

And if you honestly believed any of that, he would gladly put you out of your misery. Chester liked weddings because there was typically free alcohol. And at this particular wedding he got to watch Bess in a rather fantastic low cut ensemble. Chester took a long pull of his gin and tonic as he watched her from across the room.

She was with that same guy from the Halloween gala. Two events together. This did not sit well with Chester at all. Who did that fucker think he was anyways. So the second he left her side (which took forever, as he hovered by her the entire night so far. Possessive much.) he downed his drink and made his way over to Bess.

He slipped his arm around her waist spinning her around and pulling her close to him, careful not to give her enough room to break his grasp "I must say that you look absolutely breathtaking this evening." he whispered in her ear as he started to sway to the song that had just started to play.

"Ah ah ah" he admonished the second Bess opened her mouth. "Let's not make a scene and ruin this lovely evening for the Bride and Groom. You left quite a mess for me at the cafe last week, and I'd hate for a repeat." A lazy smirk played on his lips as he spun her out before bringing her back with a slight bit more force than necessary, still to an onlooker it would just seem as if they were dancing just like every other couple.

"So tell me, who is it that you're with this evening. It's not the first time I've seen you with him." Chester asked bringing his face intimately close to hers. "Is this something I need to take care of? I'd hate it if he were bothering you."