XCII
XCII
My arm hurts from all the bags I have to carry, I would tell him to help me honestly, but there's no space for him to hold unto my own bags, he is holding up so much more bags than me that if he tried to hold more bags everything will fall to the ground.
"We are almost there." He says one more time. I know he is saying it in a bid to encourage me, but he wasn't helping.
"I do not even need this much clothes, no one ever does." I groan.
He went and made me try on every dress in the store, honestly I felt like I was on top of the world. When I would come out of the dressing room, eager to see his expression, he never failed to disappoint.
He would blink a trillion times, slack his jaw, widen his eyes, clench his jaw like he was suppressing the urge to bend me over on the counter there.
And I know for a fact that each and every one of those expressions were genuine. And because I know, I got turned on again. The guy was dangerous. Or maybe I was.
"Mimosa there's nothing that can look bad on you, you make everything look good. Heck I'm sure you would sexy in a clown costume."
The store attendant chuckled like she thought he was making a joke, but I had turned to mush, my insides were jelly like, and I was a puddle of hearts at his feet.
"I think I loved every single one of them on you so much that I will be getting the whole store."
The attendant and I burst into a fit of an identical laughter. He frowned at both of us,
"You doubt me Mimosa?"
I don't know if it he felt dared to buy the store or he really did want to buy it. He bought every single outfit, purse, bag, and shoe. The attendant and I stood frozen as we watch him swipe his card to pay for everything without hesitation, he looked like he was getting a milkshake from Macdonald's.
"You have to employ me." I tell him as the attendant starts to bag the items we had gotten.
He laughs a little.
"You don't even know where I work."
"Yeah I don't, but I know you're your boss, so you can employ me."
"You want to create games not work in an unknown company."
I sigh as I sink into the comfortable leather seats. The attendants became kinder to us once he swiped his card, they offered us snacks and drinks, he declined politely but I take it, old habits die hard, you can't possibly blame me. I loved free stuff.
"I told you it was just a few more steps."
He says as we stuff everything into the car. The car was sleek but it wasn't made to carry all of these. Somehow we managed to fit an entire store into his car.
"I am so thirsty." He announced as he buckled his seat belt.
"You could have drank the one they offered at the store."
He waved his hand dismissively.
"I need water, I have had too much soda already for today."
I will never understand gym people logic, maybe that was why I never went to the gym.
"Thank you for the store you got for me."
He chuckled and slowed down in front of a traffic light. He stole a glance at me when it turned red.
"You are welcome. I told you, you will get whatever you want from now on."
I stare at him, completely smitten, who would do that for the woman they were just having sex with?
"You know I can't possibly wear all of them, most of them aren't even in my size." I laugh, just to reduce the tension in the air.
He looks like he didn't even think of what he did before he did it.
"I guess I'll give the ones in my mom's size to her, and you can gift the ones in your best friend's size to her. The rest, we can give to charity." He starts to drive again.
The man was constantly blowing my mind and we weren't even having sex yet.
"Say the truth, you wanted to brag about your money back there didn't you?"
He gave me a side glance.
"No, I actually enjoyed shopping with you, and I hate going shopping, I couldn't decide on what to get so I decided to get all of them."
I had a feeling it was the truth, he had no reason to lie about his intentions, he has always been honest about them from the beginning.
"I made something today." I tell him, my voice sounded like a child excited to hear their parents opinion on the drawing they made in school.
"Yeah? What is it?" I loved that his voice showed equal amount of excitement as mine did.
"I will show you when we get to the house."
He nods.
"What should we get for dinner?"
He shrugs lightly, bringing my eyes to his big broad shoulders.
"Anything you want." His response flew over my head, my mind is reeling with the million questions I want to ask him.
"Did you ever play football?"
I know he said he was home schooled but I wanted to know if his shoulders were formed from playing football.
He looks thrown off by the unexpected question.
"No why? Are you imagining me sweaty and brutal?"
It was a nice image actually.
"I wanted to know just how many hours you spent at the gym to grow those muscles."
He threw his head backwards and laughed, it sounded so genuine. It did things to my stomach. My stomach actually flipped on itself.
"It's all the gym work."
I had to take a couple of deep breaths to calm myself down. It was just a normal man laughing beside me, nothing more. It shouldn't be that serious. It didn't have to be so serious.
And yet when I turn around again to face him. I know, it's even more serious.
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