Penny & Wes - 9:30PM
The night was going fantastically. She had arrived on the arm of the most attractive person there, Phoenix. That alone was enough to ensure she would have a good night, but she was also wearing the dress that Wes had sent to her just a few weeks prior. It had given her goosebumps when she’d slipped into it the first time, it had fit like a glove. No one had ever been able to do that before, at least no one that wasn’t Phoenix.
She had enjoyed the orchestra, dinner had been devine, and the private concert had kicked off. Wes had been right that first night, Violet really did have talent. It didn’t make Penny like the other woman any more, but she wasn’t dense enough to deny the woman’s talent.
With the end of the auction nearing, she knew she needed to check in on it soon. She had promised to save a dance for Wes, and she really wanted to have that dance first. They hadn’t spoken much since Morocco, Penny worried they wouldn’t get along now that they were back home. That didn’t stop her from approaching him when she noticed him near the bar, tapping him on the shoulder. When he turned to her, she gave him a little spin in the dress, petite silver heels giving her the height she’d been missing last time they’d gotten together. “What do you think?”