Dove
I constantly checked my wrist watch as I rode in the car after the last fashion show for the day. Today had felt like it dragged on forever, after lunch with Mama the arms of my watch had practically slowed down to move only after a century. The fashion show itself dragged on forever. I was happy to be seeing one of my favorite Japanese designers in real life but at the same time I was anxiously waiting for a certain jet to touch down.
Benecio was supposed to be landing in an hour and I was eager to get back to the hotel to wash off the slight makeup I had on my face, freshen up and look a lot more alive for when we saw each other. I knew we would barely have an hour alone together today considering we had a few press appearances and then a large dinner with family to celebrate tomorrow.
However if we could just get a few minutes alone that would be more than enough for me.
