“Let’s get you sexy first.”
“Okay.”
“Anything in particular you’re looking for?”
“A skirt.”
He looked at me oddly but said nothing as we walked along the clothes racks, selecting various items on the way to the dressing rooms. I went first because he insisted on it. I’d chosen two outfits. One was more conservative, the other was a little less so. I tried the conservative one on first. It was a barely fitted red tee and a skirt that fell just above the knees. Glancing in the mirror, I decided that it didn’t look half bad. I sighed and walked out.
He was talking to someone so I asked, “What do you think?”
He turned to look at me. His eyes were soft as he said, “You look nice, honey.”
“Thanks. I’m going to go change then you can have the dressing room, okay?”
“What about the other one you picked out?”
“I tried it on already.”
“Can I see it?”
“I’d rather not.”
“Then let’s get you this one, babe.”
“Don’t I get to see yours?”
“I, um, already got mine.”
“Oh. . .”
“I’m sorry. I’ll model it for you later. I promise.”
“Okay.”
We checked out after I changed. He carried the bags with the arm that wasn’t around me.
“So where are we going now?”
“To get something to drink.”
“Pepsi?”
“Of course.” As he grabbed a bottle and paid for it. I got the first sip. “Do me a favor?”
“Sure.”
“Turn right and pull me with you.” I did.
“What was that about?”
“Lily.”
“Oh . . . You do know we’re in a lingerie store right?”
“Well . . . I didn’t . . . until now.”
“Do you want to leave?”
“I’m alright if you want to look around.”
Someone called his name then. We turned to see who it was. It ended up being one of his friends.
“Okay.”
“Anything in particular you’re looking for?”
“A skirt.”
He looked at me oddly but said nothing as we walked along the clothes racks, selecting various items on the way to the dressing rooms. I went first because he insisted on it. I’d chosen two outfits. One was more conservative, the other was a little less so. I tried the conservative one on first. It was a barely fitted red tee and a skirt that fell just above the knees. Glancing in the mirror, I decided that it didn’t look half bad. I sighed and walked out.
He was talking to someone so I asked, “What do you think?”
He turned to look at me. His eyes were soft as he said, “You look nice, honey.”
“Thanks. I’m going to go change then you can have the dressing room, okay?”
“What about the other one you picked out?”
“I tried it on already.”
“Can I see it?”
“I’d rather not.”
“Then let’s get you this one, babe.”
“Don’t I get to see yours?”
“I, um, already got mine.”
“Oh. . .”
“I’m sorry. I’ll model it for you later. I promise.”
“Okay.”
We checked out after I changed. He carried the bags with the arm that wasn’t around me.
“So where are we going now?”
“To get something to drink.”
“Pepsi?”
“Of course.” As he grabbed a bottle and paid for it. I got the first sip. “Do me a favor?”
“Sure.”
“Turn right and pull me with you.” I did.
“What was that about?”
“Lily.”
“Oh . . . You do know we’re in a lingerie store right?”
“Well . . . I didn’t . . . until now.”
“Do you want to leave?”
“I’m alright if you want to look around.”
Someone called his name then. We turned to see who it was. It ended up being one of his friends.
