“You do look great. All grown up in dress blues. Can’t get over it. How did you get so beautiful?”
doEmily didn’t show anything externally as they exited the air terminal. She’d been trained not to. But her insides had certainly dropped its collective jaw. Beautiful? Peter thought she was beautiful? Did Mark think so as well? Either way, it made her feel all smiley inside. A totally pointless and female reaction, but it was there nonetheless. She basked in the glow of it for a good five seconds before bashing it back into the corner with all the other pointless compliments guys had ever given her.
But a tiny voice poked its head back around the corner; Peter thinks I’m beautiful?
Peter thinks I’m beautiful?The President’s blacksuits guided them into the second of three identical black l
