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She scowled. “This was the last one. I don’t like any of the others that much.”
Blaine stood up. “I thought I saw something over here…”
She followed him. “What, are you the fashion expert now?”
“Haha, hardly. But it just screamed St. John to me.” He circled the racks of clothes. “Oh—here it is.”
He held up a stunning floor length gown. It was strapless, with an empire waist, and a long flowing silk skirt. The bodice started out white and spread to a rainbow of colors at the hem. Mia raised her eyebrows. “It’s gorgeous… but…” She glanced at the tag. The dress was $2,500. “A bit out of my price range.”
“Try it on,” he said.
She shrugged and took the dress from him. When she put it on in the dressing room, she almost gasped at her own reflection. It fit her like it had been hand tailored. The tight bodice tastefully showed off her breasts, and the free flowing skirt clung to her bottom just enough. She walked out of the dressing room.
“Wow,” said Blaine, and the two guys beside him looked at Mia with gaping mouths, like beached fish.
“It’s beautiful.” She motioned Blaine closer and whispered in his ear. When he leaned down he ran a hand over her ass. “I can’t afford this,” she said.
“I can.”
She shook her head. “No way. Are you kidding? After all your talk about your ex-wives using you for money?” She crossed her arms over her chest.
“It’s okay, I want to buy it for you.”
“No,” said Mia, all stubbornness. “I’ll wear one of my old sorority dresses.”
Blaine laughed, and kissed her forehead. “The fact that you don’t want me to buy it makes me want to do it even more. Listen, I’m buying that dress. I hope you’ll wear it.”
She grabbed his arm and shook him. “You’re so frustrating,” she said, but she was smiling.
“If you don’t wear it, I’ll have to find some other girl who will.”
She swatted him.
“I’m just kidding. Maybe I’ll wear it myself.”
She laughed. “I’m sure that would impress all your friends.”
So Blaine bought the long dress and Mia bought the short one. They moved on to the men’s section, because Blaine needed a few new pairs of jeans. There wasn’t anyone around, not even a salesperson.
“Guess men have better things to do today than shop,” said Mia. She ran her fingers over a few silk ties.
Blaine grabbed her hand. “I need to try this stuff on.”
“Go ahead, silly,” she said. “You don’t need me.”
He grinned, and suddenly she knew what he had on his mind.
“No—Blaine. We can’t. Not in Bloomingdales!”
“Shh…” he tugged her toward the men’s dressing room.
“They have cameras! I’ll be banned from the store!”
He closed a dressing room door behind them. “It won’t take long…and if anyone is watching via camera they’ll just be jealous…”
He rubbed between her legs with his thumb. Despite her nerves, she felt herself getting wet through her yoga pants, and that familiar throbbing pressure.
“Just turn around,” he said. She obeyed and he slid her pants over her ass. He slid a finger inside her.
