It was an older model, and completely impractical, but she loved it. The bonus of a mild winter in Texas was that she could put the top down even in February. She’d left work an hour early after she’d begged her stylist to squeeze her in for a color. An hour under the hood to bleach out her chestnut hair had been worth it. Courtney had given her a fabulously different cut and taken the time to use a few different levels of bleach on her hair to make a fashionable ombré hue out of her boring cap of brown. No more bowl cut. She’d left herself in Courtney’s capable hands and told her to go crazy. She felt lighter and freer already. The perfect way to start off her date with Rafe. Well, not really a date. More like a mutually beneficial night out. She could find herself a guy to flirt with, and maybe she could find a girl for Rafe. He needed to let loose. He could follow her lead for once.
