I waited for her to go on, taking in her details as I did so. Green chiffon Donna Karan dress, pearls round the neck, and were those Blahniks on her slim, elegantly tapering feet? Probably. She was around thirty, maybe a year or two over, and pretty in a carefully put-together way that had taken ...
They could’ve come to their place, or she to theirs. Instead, one of them had suggested a restaurant and she’d fallen in with the decision. In any case, she wasn’t going to be the most sparkling company at lunch, because her mind was elsewhere. It w...