By the time he returned, Naia was dressed and sitting in front of the vanity, working on her hair. He stopped for a second to stare at her. She wore an off-white, somewhat pearl gray evening dress that hugged her upper body. Its color highlighted her creamy complexion, and made her hair color stand out all the more.
Seeing him in the mirror still standing by the door, she turned slightly to face him. “Find out anything?”
“Nothing, so far.”
“I found the closet,” she informed him. “It’s over there, on the other side of the bathroom.”
Rob looked at where the bi-fold doors were open. No wonder he hadn’t noticed it at first. It was the other door he thought was part of the bathroom. The carryall containing his tux already hung inside. Their suitcases sat on racks underneath.
He shrugged of
