She paced the floor, very trendy in her full circle denim skirt and white silk camisole top and boots. She left her hair long and brushed it until it shone with dark highlights, and put on her best blue earrings. She experimented with makeup, too, because she had so much extra time. She wanted to look her best for Bowie. She’d halfway expected him to phone the past two nights, but he hadn’t. Probably, she reasoned, he’d been too involved with business to think about her. But just remembering the things he’d said and the way he’d looked at her put those thoughts right out of her mind. Bowie came in a few minutes after she was dressed, looking worn and half angry, but when he saw Gaby, his face lit up and his black eyes smiled. “Pretty thing,” he murmured. “Do you know, Johnny Cash did a song a few years backwith June Carter Cash. It was called Darlin’ Companion, and I don’t think I’ve ever seen anyone it fit better than you, right now.”
