Chapter 215
Kyrah's POV
About a week later.
Things have been easy and Scott and I have been avoiding talking about my encounter with Blake outside his house.
A few days ago, he told me about an odd nightmare that he had and that he saw us getting involved in an accident.
I am not sure if what he dreamed about was the exact thing that happened to us because he wasn't very clear about it. Plus the dream itself was too twisted to understand.
Right now I am at the mall with Wren. She asked me to take her shopping for some nice lingerie and I thought 'why not?'. Since I've been spending most of my time with either Scott or Snow. Scott and Vic are hanging out at Roxy's place.
Wren looks super excited right now and I have no idea why she's so jovial so early in the morning.
"Don't you look a little too ecstatic about getting new lingerie?" I ask her as my eyes scan the hot, sexy, red bikini displayed on a mannequin.
"Who wouldn't be excited about getting new lingerie? Plus I nearly get excited every single time I get myself something new," she pauses and gasps. My eyes follow her line of sight and they land on some mind-blowing, sky blue pair of lacy undies with a matching bra.
"Would you look at that! This one right here is a beauty. It would definitely fit me and I am SO, like definitely, throwing my money on it. What do you think?" she turns to me, her green eyes glowing with enthusiasm and sparkling as if she just spotted a gold mine.
"Actually, both the undies and bra look pretty hot. Are you planning on giving someone a heart attack? Because with those on, Vic will kneel and worship you," I tease and Wren winks at me as she giggles.
"Damn right," she says as she curls a tendril of her red hair around her right index finger.
"I think so far we've got what we wanted, right?" I ask her. We've been here for about an hour or so and I am starting to get tired of staring at all the bra's and undies all over me.
"Not yet. We need to get you a little something. Wait here," Wren says and calls the lady who runs the store, over. The woman who is in a black pant suit and low heels, about three inches I presume and a pair of spectacles, walks over to us.
"Hello, ladies. How may I be of help to you?" she asks and smiles politely. It's funny how business works. You could be having a very crappy day but you have to smile your problems away just so that you can please your customers. No one likes buying stuff from gloomy sellers. It's the smile, politeness and patience that makes customers become regular ones.
"Uhm... Can I get the same undies and bra as the blue ones over there, but in hot red?" Wren asks and flips her hair.
I bat my eyes quickly as I realize what Wren is doing. The woman walks away.
"Wren? You're too kind but... I don't think I need matching bras and undies right now," I say and she rolls her eyes at me.
"I am getting you those damn undies whether you like it or not," she says and grins.
What's with her today?
After a minute, the woman walks back to us, carrying some very hot red lacy lingerie and I find myself eager to see how they look like.
"Unfortunately, we're out of the one's similar to the blue one but here is a different design. This right here is one of the best brands in the country and lucky for you, this is the last one we have," she says and stretches out her hands and hands me the panties and bra. I swear I can feel the hotness of the lace.
"Now that, would make any man your slave," the woman says and winks at me and I nearly choke, then I look at Wren.
"She'll take them," Wren says without even looking at me, "And I'll take the blue ones ma'am."
"Right this way, ladies," the woman signals us to follow her to the cashier and I can't help but stare down at the panties and bra in my hands.
The things I would do to someone's son while in these undies–
FOCUS KYRAH!
I just hate my subconscious sometimes.
As we walk to the cashier's, Wren pays up even though I tried giving her some extra cash. She said that it was a gift for me.
After that, we leave the lingerie store and when I check the time, it's almost 11AM. Still early. So I choose to buy us some milkshakes at a milk bar before we leave. It's been a while since Wren and I actually spent time together.
"So Wren," I say and drink my vanilla milkshake through a pink straw, "How's campus coming along?"
"Not bad at all, but you know how crazy school can get. I can't compare my first year studies to my third year studies. Things get tougher every year but I try my best to keep a steady and above average G.P.A," Wren replies and flips her curly hair behind her shoulders.
"That's my girl. Soon enough you'll be walking out of that place. Studying can be hectic," I chuckle.
"Tell me about it," she sighs, "Plus I barely get to see Vic around campus, both our schedules are crazy and he's a sophomore while I'm in my third year. Our courses are different as you know, so we only get to spend time together in the evenings and weekends mostly."
"I understand you very well. You'll be fine. Anyway, have you seen Roxy today?" I ask and drink my shake.
"Err... No. Not really." Wren shrugs. "I think she's busy, maybe," she says and checks her phone for a second or two.
"Let me call her, I was supposed to pass by her place later–" Wren cuts me off and she places her hand on top of mine to stop me from taking my phone out of my jacket's pocket.
"Why don't we give her a surprise instead? Vic knows I'm with you but he doesn't know I'm coming over," Wren says.
"Good idea. Let's finish our drinks and head over there," I say.
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