Chapter 19

“…so I told her that if she wanted Anchovy’s in her salad, she could just fucking buy em instead of screaming like a toddler. Let’s just say the whole dinner went smoothly after that.”

I doubled over, laughing my head off. Wynona was the easiest person to be around.

“Did you get the contract after that?”

“What do you think?” she smirked as she pulled a blue sequined dress from a hanger and pressed to her body. So far, we had hit three stores.

“What do you think about this one?”

“I think it takes away from you, rather than compliment your tone.” Since she learned that I was passionate about fashion, she would constantly ask my opinion.

“You don’t let people walk over you especially now that you’ll soon be Mrs. Crowe. They didn’t get their reputation from being softies. The black or the green?”

“Black’s better, but we can do better.”

“Just find a dress for me!”

I lay the dress in my hand gently on the lounge. “I think your color should be purple. “ I rooted around for deep colo