John's POV

He had been relieved when Rhiannon had agreed to get ready at his place. Then, he had been a little confused when she showed up with basically a suitcase full of makeup and hair styling gadgets.

John couldn't stand the thought of pacing in the living room of her apartment while he watched her sit on the floor to do her makeup.

Here, Rhiannon was the true art exhibit.

She sat running a brush through her long, dark hair, bathed in the orange glow of the ...