But that alone time would have to wait because I needed to meet with the team. Boone had gone ahead so he could handle the food delivery and do some sort of “techy setup,” as he called it, for the meeting. I decided to go all out—or as all out as I ever did—and put on some honey-scented lotion and a little mascara before making my way down one floor.
Most of my friends were already there. Omar looked as suave as ever in dark jeans and a T-shirt, and Link looked gorgeous in their long, flowy sundress. Hildy was business as usual in her cigarette pants and a white blouse, and even Frank and Ivan looked a little spiffier than usual in their collared shirts and dress pants. When Aaran came in wearing chinos and a polo, with Beattie on his arm in a snug body-hugging dress, I realized that I ha
