Fay's heart clamped when the car stopped moving. It only meant one thing; they were back to Ace's house.
She wasn't sad because she would have to go into her big bedroom, and sleep in her big bed, whilst having servants at her beck and call. She was sad because despite her earlier reservations, she had actually enjoyed her time with the matriarch, and now it was time to say goodbye.
"Until another day," the matriarch said as if reading her thoughts.
"Sorry?" She whipped her head towards her.
"I said, we'll meet up another day. I'll show you the redesign plan for Glam, and you'll tell me your thoughts. Deal?" She stretched out her hand.
"No."
"No?" Her brow lifted.
"I prefer a pinky promise," Fay said, projecting her pinky finger.
The matriarch laughed heartily. "You're such a breath of fresh air, Fay. A really amazing breath of fresh air." Her smile remained, as she locked in her pinky finger with her grandson's wife.
