Chapter 7
Worried she'd selected the shortest skirt in her closet, Ally adjusted the hem and crossed her legs underneath the table. When the material crept up a little further, she was grateful for the white tablecloth. It billowed around her from the waist down, preventing her from showing everyone in the restaurant her thighs, maybe even more.
Moving her eyes across the table, she found Jonah replacing his beer on a coaster. He'd been nursing the drink ever since the server brought it. He was being a gentleman. She knew how much he could drink, had spent many nights sneaking out of her house with a bottle for him, Cassie, and Theo. In fact, her friends would be dead if she hadn't been their designated driver.
Grasping the stem of her wineglass, she placed it to her lips, pouring the l
