Ethan's POV
As soon as we entered the boutique, I felt like I'd entered a foreign country. Everywhere I looked, there were frilly, lacy, and silky things—all in a rainbow of colors that hurt my eyes. The air was thick with a sickly sweet perfume that made me want to sneeze.
"Jeez," I muttered, rubbing my nose. "Is this a store or a flower shop that got hit by a glitter bomb?"
"Oh, stop being such a baby. It's not that bad."
"Says you. I think I'm getting high off the fumes."
A saleswoman materialized next to us, her smile so wide I worried her face might split in two. "Welcome, darlings! How can I assist you today?"
"I'm looking for some new outfits. Something... fancy," Jess said.
"Ooh, fancy! I have just the thing. Follow me!"
As we trailed behind her, I leaned in close to Jess.
