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Oh, god. I have it bad. And we haven’t even done it yet.
And we only have a week together.
I shut that thought out of my mind, choosing instead to think about mentally undressing him. About how he’ll look underneath those expensive tailored clothes. I don’t have any doubt that he’ll look like a movie star there as well. It’s easy to see that he takes good care of himself and that he appreciates the finer things in life. I’m sure that includes membership to exclusive international gyms or even a personal trainer.
I start to imagine what it would be like to take his clothes off, the way he did for me. To put my hands all over his skin. And I find myself wet all over again, rolling over to bury my face in the pillow with a groan of frustration. Tomorrow can’t come fast enough.
I wake in time to have a shower and dry my hair before we’re due to meet, conscious that I want to look and feel my best today. There’s a nervous energy thrumming through my whole body, making me feel electrified. I can’t sit still, and I end up heading downstairs to the lobby earlier than planned because I’m too restless to wait any longer.
And when I see him waiting for me, his tall body folded into one of the chairs near the reception area, I can’t help but grin. It seems we both had the same feeling.
“Morning,” I say, bounding over to him, unable to contain my enthusiasm. I don’t even care if I come off as some inexperienced, eager kid. I can’t hold back the way that I feel.
“Candace,” he says, standing up and smiling at me. “You look amazing, as always.” He holds me at arm’s length to assess me before swooping in for a kiss and then offering his hand.
I take it, and he begins to lead me out of the lobby and onto the street.
“What are we doing today?” I ask. “I mean, aside from the obvious.”
He chuckles. “I thought I’d treat you to the VIP experience. Have you ever had a personal shopper?”
I snort. Surely, he must know that I haven’t. “That sounds expensive.”
“Don’t worry about that,” Sean says. “I’ve got it covered. You just focus on having a good time today.”
“I can’t let you pay for everything,” I protest. “It’s not fair.”
“Of course, it’s fair,” he says, as we step outside and over to a waiting taxi. “If I’m offering to take you somewhere that costs a lot of money, it’s only right that I should be the one to pay for it.”
“But I don’t want you to think that I’m some kind of… gold digger,” I say, getting in and then having to wait for his response anxiously as he goes around the car to the other side.
“I don’t think that of you,” he says, settling in next to me. “Like I said, it’s my treat. I want to do this for you. Please – let me.”
I sigh, settling back against the seat as the driver sets off. “I don’t suppose I have a choice, do I?”
Sean grins. “Now you’re getting it. If it makes you feel better, I’ll set a budget with the shopper so you can’t just buy everything and anything. Would that help?”
“Yes, it would,” I nod. It makes me feel a little more like this is a controlled situation. Like whatever I pick won’t be beyond what he was expecting. The worst thing would be for me to pick out something I wanted him to buy for me, only to see the look on his face if it turned out to be far more expensive than he had budgeted for.
We pull up outside a luxury department store, and Sean gets out first to hurry around to my side and open the door for me. Then he leads me out by the hand and into the store, and after a short elevator ride, we emerge onto a floor full of luxury womenswear brands. A woman in a chic uniform steps forward to greet us with a smile. I guess part of her job must be figuring out who her customers are and when they’ve arrived, so she can be there to find them no matter what.
“Good morning,” she says. “Are you ready to begin your shopping session?”
“Don’t look at me,” Sean says, as I glance up at him. “I’m just going to go buy a new suit. This is all about you. Let Shelly here guide you, and don’t be afraid to tell her what you want either. I’ll see you in a little while.” He kisses me, a lingering kiss that leaves me with enough to get by on for at least an hour without him, and then disappears.
“You’re so lucky,” Shelly enthuses, leading me through to a smaller room set out with plush chairs and a couple of private changing booths. “We don’t often get customers with this kind of budget shopping here, and we have a lot of customers.”
