I frowned and pulled off the small envelope tucked beneath the ribbon.
Gina,
I’m in meetings all day and can’t get away until dinner tonight. I’ll meet you in the function room at 6:30 I’m so sorry. I wish I could be there sooner.
I took the liberty of buying you a dress and planning your day. I feel like a complete bastard for what I said yesterday, and this my way of making it up to you.
At 11:30 head to the spa on the floor below us. There you’ll get a massage, a manicure and pedicure, and anything else you want. I scheduled it for you, and you alone. But don’t be too long—a hair stylist is meeting you at the room at four, and so is a makeup artist.
I want you to do nothing but relax today. I’m so, so sorry for what I said yesterday.
George
PS. - There’s coffee in the machine.
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