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I waited for her to gather her thoughts as my hands slowly slipped down to her ass cheeks. I cupped them softly, massaging them for the first time. I liked how they felt. Malleable, but strong. Her body leaned against mine, her hands sliding along my torso. She threaded them underneath my leather jacket. I felt her hands splayed out over my back. And as I held her close to me, I placed a soft kiss on the top of her head.
And not once did she smack my hands away.
“Not too far,” she whispered.
I grinned. “Come on. Let’s go find that black pair of jeans.”
With a soft pat to her ass, I released her from my grip. What I wanted to do was pull her into that fucking dressing room and have my way with her. Not the time, though. There was a time and a place for that. And now wasn’t it. I wanted her to walk out of here with some clothes. Some decent clothes. Ones that made her feel as confident as she did right now.
“Here. These,” she said.
I draped them over my arm. “Want a light-wash pair, too?”
She furrowed her brow. “How do you know so much about jeans?”
I shrugged. “Comes with the territory.”
“Uh huh.”
“So what do you think?”
She slid the light blue faded jeans off the rack before smiling.
“I think I could wear these.”
I took them from her. “All right. Three pairs of pants. You’ll need at least six shirts with these.”
“Six!? What’s wrong with the one I’ve got on?”
I shrugged. “That’s fine. Let’s get five more of them.”
“I don’t want them in all black, though.”
“Then let’s find them in other colors.”
As we walked around the store, I reached for a bike helmet hanging on the wall. She needed her own so both of us could be safe while riding around. I tucked it underneath my arm while she kept holding shirts up to herself. Watching her settle into the niceties of clothes shopping made my grin grow from ear to ear. She tossed me shirts, then another pair of jeans. She even found a leather belt she wanted to wear, so I told her to hand it to me. I didn’t care how much money we spent today. That wasn’t an object right now.
The whole point of this was confidence. Helping her bloom into the woman I knew existed underneath those baggy-ass clothes of hers.
And it seemed to be working.
“Okay, that’s definitely enough,” she said.
I nodded. “Sure about that?”
“Yep. And I’m helping you pay for this.”
I thrust everything onto the register counter. “Not a chance.”
“Max.”
“Daddy’s girl.”
“Hey. What happened to my name?”
I grinned. “When you earn it back, you’ll hear it.”
“By doing everything you ask me?”
