Emmy took frowned gently though not so he could see as she sat at the desk boredly flipping through the book with all the hotel information in it. She knew the question about divorcé would come up sooner than later, she just wished it had been later. “Don’t worry about it, my godfather is a divorcé lawyer, I can pull some strings and have it done in a months’ time.” She said not looking to him continuing to look through the book for the hundredth. It was quiet in the room with only the sound of the shower to break the silence. She fixed herself up yet again taking her time, having nothing better to do as he showered. She curled her hair and lined her bright blue eyes with dark liner making them stand out that much more. She carefully selected a
short purple, sparkly cocktail dress that showed off more skin then any of the others. She was surprised at how nice Frankie’s taste in dresses was as if she’d picked them out herself. She slipped into some tall black pumps that would probably make her close to Danny’s height. She took a step back from the mirror looking her self over. She hadn’t looked good in a while, she smiled at the thought. Danny would definitely have trouble keeping the guys off her tonight, she glanced to the bathroom door hearing the shower finally shut off.