REVA I had just stepped out of the shower, towel wrapped around me, when a knock came at the door. Frowning, I glanced at the clock, wondering who it was. Levi should still be getting ready; he shouldn’t be here yet. Tightening my towel, I answered the door to find a woman smiling brightly, holding two bags. “Hi!” she chirped. “You must be Reva?” I nodded, confused. “Uh, yes. That’s me.” “Great!” she said, her smile widening. “I’m Lena, a makeup artist. Mr. Price sent me to get you ready for dinner--hair and makeup, the works!” My lips parted, but no words came out, needing a moment to process what she just said before I eventually managed a polite smile and let her in. To say I was surprised was an understatement. I’d told Levi my hair would take time, adding that I’d had it done earlier, and I couldn’t believe he went and did this. How did he even manage when I couldn’t set it up for myself earlier? “Oh my God, this man,” I muttered to myself, turning to Lena as she
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