"Awesome."
"So... are you asking her about... about that right now?"
"Nope." Katie chuckled softly. "I don't have to today, but I thought I'd get it all cleared with you."
"Yeah. You can ask her as long as she's willing to answer."
"She is." Katie made a kiss noise toward the phone. "I'm going to hang up now. I think I found Miss Baker the perfect dress for your date. Bye!"
Ruth thought she heard something before Katie ended the call, but she couldn't be sure.
"See? He's pretty easy once you realize that he has no clue how a woman's body works."
Ruth's eyes widened at the thought.
Of course Katie wasn't talking about 'that,' but Ruth couldn't help but wonder if either of them had much knowledge in 'that' area.
She knew that she had more knowledge about her hand, a discreet little toy she'd bought at the party she'd attended at a co-worker's house.
So it was best to put 'that' kind of thought out of her head.
"Okay, so how about this?"
Ruth swallowed and found that she was a little hot at the back of her neck and around her throat.
"Miss Baker?"
"What? Huh?" She looked at Katie and put a smile on her face. "Uh... sorry?"
Katie was looking at her with narrowed eyes. "You have that look on your face."
"Look?" Ruth put both of her hands up to her face and covered her cheeks. "What look?"
Katie held her gaze on Ruth's face for a moment longer and then shrugged. "I don't know what I'd call it, but it's kind of the same look my dad has on his face when he's thinking about you."
Ruth didn't have anything to say about that.
Not. At. All.
"So," Katie held out the hangar, extending her arm out fully and then a few inches higher than her shoulder, "what do you think about this dress?"
Dress.
Dress. Ruth had to remind herself.
Focus on the dress.
She looked at the dress that she'd resigned to the back of the closet in ever closet she'd had over time.
She'd bought the dress on sale when a store was closing out its stock.
It was a dress that she'd squeezed into back then. She'd needed some help pulling up the zipper and the woman who'd helped her had encouraged her to suck it all in to get the zipper up to the top.
"I don't know..." Ruth did love the dress, but she didn't really want to embarrass herself if she couldn't get it on.
"I think you should try it on!"
Katie seemed to target the soft spot, but she knew that Katie wasn't taking a dig at her.
