“Ainslon, stop fussing. You look fine.” Justin flipped the open sign to closed.
“How can you say that?” Ainslon pulled the hand mirror from behind the counter to check her appearance. Sunday, Lauren had called and had to reschedule their dinner and a movie, explaining she had to deal with a mix up at C and C. Ainslon understood, but had still been disappointed. They had rescheduled for tonight and of course this was the first Monday in weeks they’d been crazy busy. In addition to a movie, they decided on dinner at the Café, a few blocks from C and C.
“It’s not your fault we’ve been swamped all day. Lauren will understand you didn’t have time to go home and change.”
“Or shower,” she mumbled.
He grasped her by the shoulders and turned her around. “Calm down. You’ve got this.” He walked h
