She had on an ivory peach-skin tank top, and over that, she wore the matching top to the skirt, a short bolero jacket. Her hair was down and her face was done, so she slipped on her two-and-a-half-inch gold sandals and grabbed her gold clutch. It was Saturday, almost a week after they’d made up, and the first time that they would be spending together since the argument. Safire wasn’t sure that she’d made the right choice by getting involved again after all that he had implied when he first saw her with Jeremy, but something about this man drew her in against her will, even after she’d determined to refocus. In the end, she couldn’t resist how sweet he was when they’d talked at the old homestead, and now she couldn’t help being a little excited about their date. Darien had someone covering his classes at the Heritage Center, so they had the day. She wasn’t sure what he had planned for the afternoon, but he rang her buzzer on time, and she went down to meet him.
