Chapter 14
THE friends of friends had been at itturning Adele's intimate little party into a sardine-packed free-for-all soiree.
Leaning over the terrace railing, Steve gestured broadly at the Manhattan panorama.
"How do you like it, Nina?"
"It's beautiful," Nina beamed. "It's all so different up here," she added, turning in to him. They were forced to speak over the roar of rattling voices and glasses.
Steve shifted his gaze from Manhattan in general to Nina in particular, his eyes running the length of her, thoroughly pleased by the streamlining effect of the low-cut sequined evening dress. The rhinestone necklace and matching earrings gave her a trim look. But most of all, he appreciated the subtle use of make-up, softly highlighting her natural beauty.
"You look wonderful, Nina."
