Ainslon glanced in the mirror later that night and smoothed out the sides of her black, knee length, sleeveless dress, and adjusted her red belt. Satisfied with what she saw, she slipped on her heels and made her way to the living room. A glance at the clock showed ten minutes until Justin was set to arrive. After patting Shady on the head, she locked up, rode the elevator down to the lobby, and stepped outside to wait. She nodded at the security guard, noting the dip of his head with satisfaction. It had taken her almost three years to get any sort of acknowledgement out of him.
She didn’t know what surprised her more, the fact that Edna had ditched her earlier at the farmers market, or that Lauren had wanted to spend time with her. Just thinking about Lauren sent chills down her spine.
