Chapter Twenty-Four
I looked down at the dresses before handing them to her. Bash handed her a few more dresses before she headed back to the back of the store to set up a dressing room. As he moved about the store, I followed behind him. Taking a moment to look around the boutique, the clothing was overpriced and like nothing I’d ever worn before. When I had worked at the mall, I had worn dress slacks and button-up shirts. That hadn’t lasted long, and I’d hated the stifling feeling of the collars and the short heels.
My most recent job had been working in a bar so I could get away with not dressing up. My boss Drake had been easygoing, letting me work in jeans and t-shirts. The tips had been nice and I liked my coworkers. Well, all of them but Trixie. She didn’t seem to like me either,
