Madeleine Bradley felt restless. Richard neglected her terribly. After all, who in their right mind chose a plain brunette over her? Especially a plain brunette he'd had no choice but to marry. Of course he wanted fun. She'd been more than willing to supply. However, he'd canceled on her three nights in a row! Absolutely unforgivable.
The woman sat at the counter of the cafe, far too dressed up to be one of their normal clientele. Everything she wore was a name brand. Her wicked heeled boots added to her height, and her black skirt made her pale blue top stand out more. The top had a low v-neck that managed to just avoid being risque. Her make-up was excellently done, artistic without being trampy, in her opinion at least.
She glanced around discreetly, stretching up and slightly back to do so. She was bored, and this seemed like a decent hunting ground, even if she wasn't quite as likely to turn up a member of high society here. She could still find someone to play with.