Even though he pushed her constantly to do better, to try harder, even though he remained as snooty and superior as ever, well, she was okay with that. If Travis hadn’t told her what her coach really thought about her, she never would have guessed that Jonathan believed she was doing well. But Travis had told her, and his telling her had boosted her confidence enough that she threw herself into her training with new enthusiasm. She worked even harder than before. And that second shopping trip on Thursday? It wasn’t easy, but it was better. She discovered she was getting the hang of what to look for, getting an eye for spotting the finds in an endless sea of different fabrics, colors and styles. They went back to the hotel that day with more shopping bags than the time before. Jonathan couldn’t help smiling at how well she’d done. And she laughed. “I know you’re proud of me, Jonathan. I can see it on your face.” “Ahem. Well. Don’t get too confident. We have a lot more to do.”
