“I’m Percy Binkley.” His smile was sweet. “What’s your name?”
“Lilly Lou.”
“Well, Lilly Lou, what are you doing out here by yer self?”
Lilly Lou surveyed him briefly for a moment. He was tall, somewhat lanky, and had a clear youthful face. His carrot-colored curls were greased back and he looked handsome in his fashionable dark suit coat. Though his demeanor was civilized, Lilly Lou did not miss the glint of mischievousness in his bright green eyes.
She shrugged, shaking off the feeling of warmth that had started to creep up her spine.
“I needed some air.”
“I hate these formal things,” he agreed as he lit a cigarette.
“Yes, all of these people dressing up—acting all proper.” Lilly Lou waved her hand in exasperation and took a long drink from the punch that Percy had brought he
