“Savannah! Hi, you’re here. I finally got out of the bathroom. I hope I don’t have to go back there in a hurry. It took me forever to reach the front of the queue. What is it with women and the bathroom? I know I should have gone before we left home, but you know, we were running late and the taxi was waiting and…” She shrugged her shoulders and grinned. “Don’t you mean you were running late?” Pete materialized behind her. “I was ready hours before. I don’t know why it takes you women so long to get prepared.” “Well, aren’t you happy with the results? If you want me to look like this, you have to expect it’s going to take some time.” She twirled around a little awkwardly in front of him, the long narrow skirt shifting slightly with the movement. The sleeveless bodice complemented her light tan and emphasized her pregnancy-inspired cleavage. Three-inch heels in matching crimson patent leather helped to elevate her five-foot nothing frame. “Of course, you’re absolutely right, darling.”
