Chapter 218: The Yatch Party - Part 1
The boutique smelled faintly of rosewater and fresh fabric. Rows of satin, silk, and sequins caught the golden afternoon light, and Jean felt momentarily overwhelmed by the color and luxury.
Hannah, on the other hand, looked perfectly at home... already holding up two dresses against her own figure, debating out loud.
"Something bold, or something classic?" she mused, glancing back at Jean. "Actually, forget the classics. You are classic. Let’s go with something that makes Logan’s jaw drop."
Jean flushed lightly, pretending to check the hem of a nearby dress. "Hannah..."
"Don’t you ’Hannah’ me," she teased, wagging a manicured finger. "You know what tomorrow means. Father’s party is half about business and half about showing the world what kind of power couple you two are."
Jean hesitated, her gaze drifting over delicate lace and bold, deep colors.
"You think Logan expects something... flashy?"
Hannah paused, her voice softening. "No," she said, gentler now. "Logan doesn’t expect anything from you except to just be there with him. But that’s why it’ll mean something if you do this... if you choose something just for him."
Jean ran her fingers over a shimmering sleeve, the thought warming her chest. A small, secret thrill unfurled in her stomach... the idea of stepping onto the deck tomorrow evening and seeing Logan’s eyes widen just a fraction.
"Alright," Jean murmured. "But I don’t want him to know what I’m wearing until tomorrow."
Hannah’s grin lit up the room. "Deal! We’ll keep it a secret." She leaned closer, lowering her voice conspiratorially. "And don’t worry... it won’t just be Logan whose eyes will follow you tomorrow."
Jean rolled her eyes, but couldn’t stop her lips from curving.