Even though Grace had only been in the restroom about 15 minutes, it felt to her like she was away from the crowd for hours. She splashed some cold water on her face, dabbed it with a towel and applied her makeup again, especially her eyeliner and lipstick. In the theater business you never know who's watching. Keeping up her appearance was a huge part of her job and maintaining her career. Plus she knew the competition was always ready to spread gossip about her if she didn't look her best.
Men didn't seem to have that problem as much as women, Grace realized long ago. Alex definitely never did, having just enough character in his face to easily allow him to slip into practically any role. He also had the most intense piercing hazel eyes that seemed to be able to see right through her and know all her most intimate secrets without her ever uttering a single word. He was also tall with large hands and long slender fingers that seemed to almost have a mind of their own when caressing her face or massaging her shoulders after a long, tiring day. She definitely missed his arms around her now and that slight musky smell of the one cologne he always wore.