Chapter40: The Gala

Early Saturday morning, Conor rolled out of his bed at Vokrizin. This suite was quite comfortable and he supposed it was a good thing, as it may be more common for him to sleep here if Cynthia ever tried to kick him out of his room again. Tonight was suppose to be the Gala. Conor wondered if perhaps Jess would finally realize how much effort he had been putting in for her and her family business. As he walked down to the parking lot, he looked at his new Sapphire SUV.             “I really shouldn’t take that home…. Jess might get ideas…” Conor decided to call a cab to drop him at home, leaving the SUV at Vokrizin for the day.             That evening as he was getting ready, he heard Jess shout. “Are you ready yet?” Jessica asked, waiting impatiently at the door.             “Just a minute,” Conor finished tying his tie and tossed on his tan overcoat. As he stepped out into the main room, his breath caught. Jessica wore in dark burgundy, her off-the-shoulder formal gown flowing just a