“It’s fabulous, Lexie. I love your taste. You bring a quirky style to these boring events.”
“I don’t think Gabriel appreciates my fashion sense.”
“Oh, poppycock. The man needs someone to put some pizazz into his life. Just look at his ties. I think they’re all gray or black.”
I giggle as I see Gabriel approach. He heard her.
“I heard that. I'm not wearing a boring tie tonight.”
Pamela turns and looks first at Gabriel's face, then at the tie. “Well, I’ll be damned.” She turns to me, “Lexie, you’re a good influence on Gabriel. I hope he appreciates it.”
I raise my brow as I sip my glass of wine. “Me too.”
“Alright, I’m off. Lexie, stop over and visit in a bit. The girls and I are parked over in that far corner over there.” She points to the opposite corner of the room from where we are now. “I’ll save you a seat.”
“Okay. Thank you, Pamela. See you later.”
