Mark’s mood had soured slightly. He had gotten dressed only to have something spilled on his shirt and tie. That had been his last clean white shirt, and the tie and matching pocket square he had purchased to match Callie’s green dress. That plan was now ruined, and it left him perturbed. Mark was now wearing a black shirt, purple tie, and pocket square, which he had purchased to match Maya’s dress. He could picture Maya twirling in her new dress in the ballroom, and it made Mark smile. Seeing her happy, even in his head, made his mood brighten.
“Why the goofy grin?” Callie asked, pulling Mark away from his thoughts.
He blinked a few times as he took in the sight of Callie standing in the dining room doorway. Mark had seen her in that dress the day she got it, but now, with her hair and
