Chapter 21
ShannonHolding Jonah’s hand kept mine from shaking as we walked into the chic dress boutique. Warm light settled on clean, sparse racks of clothing—a far cry from the cold, white light and jammed sale racks of the discount stores where I usually shopped.
Finding something appropriate that I could even afford to split with Jonah might be a challenge. I set a two hundred dollar limit for myself and hoped I hadn’t underestimated.
Looking online, I’d seen several dresses for less than three hundred that I thought might work. They didn’t feature the same splash as the more expensive gowns, but simplicity might suit me better than anything too flashy.
I had, of course, never been dress shopping with a man before. Would he be sitting there watching me undress? The thought made my s
