It was nice he was listening. Well, it was and it wasn't. Of course she was right, but apparently he really was set on this trying to woo her thing. Okay, that bothered her way less than it should. Damn, she was totally blaming the hormones.
"You figured correctly," she agreed as she headed off to make quick work of getting ready as she could manage. The humidity from the rain was hell on her hair, so there was just no way she was going to do anything fancy. She might just have to deal with wearing it down. This was that kind of dress though.
Twenty minutes later, she was back out, dressed and made up. She'd ended up just adding some anti-frizz gel to her wild curls and leaving them down. The dress was on, but not zipped up. She had on a pair of strappy red sandals with a slight heel and bracelet of red beads and stones. "Zip me and we can go," she told him as she tucked her phone and wallet away. "After you tell me how fantastically sexy I look, that is."