Chapter Twelve“BETTER HURRY UP, GIRL,” Jelly called up the stairs of Bella Bella to their shared apartment. “That man will be here any minute.”
“Coming.” Maggie headed down the stairs in a flurry, wearing a new blouse, black capris, and a flowery scarf. “Too much?” she asked her friend.
Jelly looked her over. “Just right.”
“Are you sure?” Maggie checked her makeup in the mirror in the back room, then tried to straighten a wisp of her always-unruly hair.
“Plenty good for him.”
Maggie caught something in her friend's tone. It reminded her of Adrian's reaction whenever he drove her to meet Valéry. “You don't like him?”
Jelly paused. “No, no, he's fine. Now, you won't be out too late tonight, will you, dear?” she asked in mock worry.
“You know this is only lunch.”
“Mmm-hmm, but he's ta
