“Yeah, but going with the flow could cost you.” I looked at the tag on the dress. “Four thousand dollars.”
“Let me worry about that,” he groaned. “I make music for people that you’ve never heard of for this very reason.”
“You make music for people so you can buy me dresses?”
“No. So I can surprise you and let you have fun. Enjoy it. These are some cool funky dresses and I have the feeling, you would never treat yourself to one of these.”
“Well, maybe because I couldn’t afford to treat myself to one of these,” I laughed. As I looked to the left, I saw a cool funky floral print that seemed just like the sort of dress I’d want to wear. He caught me looking at it and marched over to it. He took it off the rack and handed it to me.
“Okay, you’re definitely trying this one on.”
“What? No. I can’t.”
“Yes, I saw you looking at it. What else do you like the look of? Come on Gemma, let’s have fun, right? This is our last date.”
He looked sad then. “I’m already disappointed that I’m not going to see you again after this.”
“Well, I mean that’s because of you.”
“No Gemma that’s because of you, I’ve been honest. Maybe you’ll be honest too.”
“What does that mean? Maybe I’ll be honest too?”
“I know you feel what I feel, Gemma.” He took a step closer to me. I could feel the electricity between us. My heart was racing, oh shit.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I laughed nervously and stepped back.
“Yeah, you do.” He winked at me. “But don’t worry, our time isn’t done just yet.”
He turned around and walked over to another few dresses, picking up a short minidress with black and gold print and another one that had a zebra print. The zebra print dress looked absolutely ugly, but I didn’t want to say anything. If he wanted me to model dresses for him, sure, I could do it. I loved clothes even if they were expensive. We headed over to the other side of the store where I saw an absolutely stunning black piece. It had a little fur on one side and leather on the other side. There was a long slit up the front and a cleaving bustline.
“Whoa, that is an absolutely crazy dress.”
“Why is it crazy?” he said.
“I mean it would be crazy for me to wear it to an outdoor concert in the middle of the afternoon.” I laughed again, looking at him. He went over and grabbed the dress.
“Let’s see, I’ll be the judge of that.” He called over a sales girl who walked over to us quickly. I could feel myself glaring at her with jealousy as she fluttered her long eyelashes at him.
“Sir, can I get you guys a room? Would you like to start changing into some of these dresses?”
“Sure.” I said trying to capture her attention, but she was focused solely on Connor. Who did she think she was? He was my man. Well, I mean, he wasn’t exactly my man, but she didn’t know that. We were here together. I mean, it’s not like he was my brother or my friend. Who would go shopping in Alexander McQueen with their friend unless their friend was gay. I could mutter “Back off bitch” as I was thinking that in my mind, but I kept my mouth shut. I looked over and saw Connor grinning. I was pretty sure he could read everything that I was thinking. I glared at him and then turned away. I didn’t need him to know I was jealous of this silly bitch.
“Come this way please ma’am,” she said and stopped in front of one of the first changing rooms. “Will this do?”
“No,” Connor said. “If you’ve got any rooms at the back, I’d like for her to show off the dresses and she’s a little shy. She wouldn’t want everyone in the store seeing.”
“Well,” the girl hesitated. “We do have the VIP changing room, but...”
“We’ll take it.” Connor said. He looked at her name badge. “Don’t worry, Vivian. I’ll be making a purchase today and I’ll make sure you get the commission.”
“Oh, well, thank you sir. I mean, it’s not...”
“It’s okay Vivian, show us to the VIP room. I’m sure that’s where my girl wants to go.”
He leaned forward and gave me a big kiss on the lips. I kissed him back and I could see that he