“Knew you would. You’ll go with the suave and sophisticated look tonight. I have a tweed overcoat and some killer-ass boots that will look great on you.”
“Cristina Knight, my personal wardrobe consultant.”
Cristina chuckled. “Damn straight. My darling has got to look good when we step out to the clubs.” She laid the shirt and skirt on the bed before returning to the closet for the shoes and coat. “Okay,” Cristina said when she emerged once more.
“Go shower and get ready. I want to get out of here before my dad figures out what we’re up to.”
Anna took the shirt and skirt from the bed and headed to the bedroom across from Cristina's.
She never understood why this house had like twenty bedrooms, and all stood unoccupied. Not that she was complaining.
She liked the fact that it was ju
