The locals looked at her like she was nuts. Could she really blame them? She looked better suited to a trendy New York club than in a bar filled with fanatical football fans in their green T-shirts and beer-company banners. Alexis definitely felt overdressed for the occasion. In fact, she was so overdressed she was scared of sitting in her white halter dress for fear of staining it. The cotton pique material was embroidered with little blue and yellow daisies. The deep V-neckline dipped low between her breasts, so low she couldn’t wear a bra with it. Several times she caught men staring at her chest. She just took it for granted in New York that everyone dressed like her. Here, they seemed a little more conservative – at least from what she could tell from the women. Even the females wore the state’s green and yellow football colours proudly. Now, Ethan fitted right in. He wasn’t wearing sport-team paraphernalia, but a faded grey T-shirt and old blue jeans. He walked confident and relaxed.
