The message with the dress was mixed, did he want her more demure, or provocative? Not having the opportunity to ask, she made her own decision, and quickly tripped downstairs.
Jack was busy behind the coffee bar waiting on patrons. Seeing the rush of early morning customers, Franny scurried to help out. Surprisingly, he didn't scold her for being late; though he noted the dress, and the way she was wearing it, but said nothing. Working, she was too busy for a while to think of anything but coffee mugs and steamy brews and little French pastries. Ravenously hungry, she ate three herself . When Jack watched her stuffing her face, she stopped and moved on.
Halfway through the morning, Franny suddenly recalled again the night before. With a sudden jolt of excitement, she transported hersel
