The story opens with school media specialist Gianne Marvray receiving good news about her health from the doctor. He has also invited her to attend a celebration for his son, who was also her surgeon.
As promised, Stefanie arrived carrying a quilted makeup case. Buying makeup was almost like a fetish for her. Gianne had never seen anyone get as excited over a sale at Ulta Beauty as her best friend. Before she even stepped across the threshold, Stefanie put the case on the floor and drew Gianne into a long, heartfelt hug. “You have no idea how glad I am for you, Gee. I was so scared for a while. And I’m glad you decided to go out tonight. It’s the best thing for you.”
“Thanks. You had my back the whole time, and I can’t tell you how much that means to me. Where do you want to do this?”
“Wherever you have the best light,” Stefanie said, picking up the case and closing the door behind her.
The women settled in the bathroom, andGianne placed a folded towel on top of the closed toilet. Stefanie opened the foldout case, and Gianne peered inside amazed at the variety of items inside. “Antoine told me to stick with the golds, bronzes and browns for my eyes and to go dark on the lipstick.”
“Sounds good to me. What I’ll do is try a few colors on your eyes to see how you like them. I can just wipe them off once you choose.” She selected several shades of eye shadow and opened a fresh package of sponge-tipped applicators and placed them on the sink. “Didn’t you tell me that your doctor has six sons?”
“Uh huh. He has a tribe, and I believe they’re all doctors. At least the ones I’ve met are.”
“Impressive.” Stefanie opened the vials. “Close your eyes.”
“Dr. Vic, the oldest one, did my surgery.”
“Oh, well. Scratch him off the list.” She swept the first color onto Gianne’s left eyelid just below her brow.
“There is no list, Stef,” Gianne said, wanting to give her the side eye.
“There’s always a list, even if it’s just a list of men you can’t stand.” Stefanie giggled and added a second color. “But I do recall you saying they were all good looking.”
“They are, but that doesn’t have anything to do with me. Besides, I believe Vic and Jesse are married.”
“And that leaves four more, if I’m not mistaken.” She applied two different shades to Gianne’s right eyelid.
“I am not going there to stake out Dr. Stafford’s sons. The last thing I need right now is a man to complicate my already complicated life, Stef. Besides, anyone who knows my medical history would have to be crazy to want to get involved with me.”
Stefanie popped her in the back of the head. “Don’t ever let me hear you talk like that. You just got a clean bill of health. It’s time to move on, girl.”
“That bill of health is only good until my next exam.”