“I suppose it’s a good thing I’m a good dancer,” he said again, as they moved along the floor together with such a graceful ease, they would have appeared to have been together a long time.
“Good thing,” she agreed, though her patience with him was evaporating fast, dancing or not.
When the music stopped, she allowed herself to smile at him, and made a gracious though brusque exit. Seeing Meg on the far side of the room, she immediately set her sights on the woman’s bubbly face, and joined her for a little comfort.
“What did I tell you?” Meg said, as Jennifer sidled in next to her.
“About what?” Jen asked.
“You and RJ getting cozy?”
“We weren’t cozy,” Jennifer corrected her.
“No? Could have fooled everyone in the room.”
“Don’t tell me, I don’t want to hear.”
“You’d better Jen, don
