Rita, who was clad in a red single-handed dress that reached her feet, walked to the sofa and took her seat, then crossed her legs. She reached out her hand to her head and adjusted her wig, then allowed an apprehensive look to emerging on her face.
Steady footsteps resounded, and she slowly raised her eyes, only to meet Mr. Adolphos, who was dressed in suit pants and a white shirt with the hem rolled up. "Good morning, Mr. Adolpho." A half-smile formed on her lips.
"Good morning, pretty." Mr. Adolpho smiled ever so warmly at her as he walked over to sit down on the one-man sofa opposite the one she was seated on. "How was your night?" He crossed his legs and fixed his gaze on her.
"It was good. At least better than the ones I have had for years now. " She chuckled sadly, and a low sigh escaped Mr. Adolpho's nose.
"I'm sorry about that and am glad your night went well." He smiled warmly at her, then relaxed back on the couch.
