Chloe froze on top of the counter, her eyes darting between the two women as she slowly lowered her legs.
One of the ladies, a stunning brunette in a silk cocktail dress, walked over to the sink to wash her hands. She caught Raya’s wide-eyed gaze in the mirror and gave a low, appreciative chuckle.
"Well," the brunette said smoothly, drying her hands with a paper towel. "I’d say Mr. Blackwood is a very lucky man. Happy birthday to him."
The second woman nodded in agreement, a wicked smile on her face as she touched up her lipstick. "And note to self—buy a giant blue bow before the weekend."
Raya stood entirely frozen, her cheeks burning a shade of crimson that rivaled a fire engine, while Chloe suddenly burst out laughing, clapping her hands together.
"See?" Chloe wheezed, jumpin
