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“You need a plan,” she states. “I think you need to confront him, then tell him how you feel.”
“Well, is that what you did?”
“Yes, kind of. Listen, Brett’s not Jett.” She takes a sip and recrosses her legs, looking out the window, then back at me. “And I can tell he’s in love with you. It’s just hard for them. They’re so… powerful and stubborn. They can’t admit that they can actually fall in love.”
I roll my eyes at her. “He’s not in love with me. He’s also going to be head dean. God, what am I talking about? He’s already a dean. He’s my professor.” I cover my mouth because when I say it out loud it sounds really bad.
Raven laughs like it’s nothing.
“If we get caught together, he’ll be fired, humiliated. The man is a genius.” I shake my head at her.
“Brett won’t get fired, trust me. They need him too much.”
She smirks as I glance out the window. We’re on the famous Rodeo Drive, and I can’t even enjoy it because I’m so fucked.
“Oh, let’s go to Jimmy Choo. Pull over, Iain.”
The suit guy glides the Tesla over, turning to us to say, “I’ll be right here, waiting.” His eyes scope everything out again. I’m starting to wonder if he’s like Raven’s bodyguard or something.
“Thanks, Iain.” She opens the door. “Let’s spend money. Do you have Brett’s credit card?”
“No.” My cheeks flush with horror as I step out.
“Don’t worry, I’ll buy whatever you want and have Brett pay me back.” She snickers, like that makes her happy. I won’t tell her there’s no way I’d do that when she seems genuinely excited. So I merely smile and let the full magnitude of Beverly Hills hit me as she loops her arm with mine, and we walk toward the gold letters that spell JIMMY CHOO.
There’s something great about Raven. Her self-confidence and sassy attitude have to be what attracted Jett. They fit. With some people, you wonder what they see in each other, but not them.
“Oh wow, these are so pretty.” My hands almost itch to touch the sparkling stilettos up front and center as we walk into the shop. The white walls, silver carpet, and giant gold chandelier slam home the glamour, telling me that I have indeed entered a fairy tale. That, and dammit, these wedge sandals are so freaking cute, but they’re $750.
“I’m just here to look and help you shop,” I say because my dad would literally have a heart attack if he saw a charge that high on my credit card for a pair of sandals.
“Stop it, you have to try some on. What fun is just looking?” Raven winks as a woman approaches us.
“How many do I need to bring out?” She smiles as Raven starts pointing. “What size are you?” she demands.
I sigh. “A 37, but again, I’m just looking,” I say to the saleswoman who has unnaturally white teeth.
“Shh.” Raven looks at me, then back at the woman. “I’m a 36, so we need all of this row, and then, Oh my God, look at these!” She holds up a pair of pink wedge sandals with Jimmy Choo embroidered on the top in gold. “And they wrap up the ankles. These have your name all over them, Alex.”
I can’t help but laugh. Raven is fun, and with the champagne making me feel warm and suddenly happy—or else it’s the beautiful shoes—I’m going to have fun. You only live once. Sitting on one of the velvet couches, I wait for the boxes to appear. We kind of have the whole front of the store to ourselves. There’s an older woman with her dog in the back, and a couple of dark-suited men in the corner. Not sure if they are shopping or store security.
“Here we go.” The woman comes out, followed by a slender man in stylish glasses, both of them carrying at least six boxes each.
Raven turns to me. “Shall we?”
I smile as I kick off my flats and slip into a pair of stilettos that have dangling rhinestones on the ankle.
“Those are hot.” She stands, wearing a pair of heeled black boots as we look into the mirror. Box after box, we try all of them on.
“You need to get those.” She points at the pink wedge sandals I’m wearing. Not gonna lie, my legs look amazing in them. Sitting back down, I wait for her to decide which pair she wants before I take them off.
“I can’t decide between this one or this one.” Raven has one of each shoe on her feet and goes back and forth, looking in the mirror.
My phone vibrates.
“I think the boots? Although, those heels are amazing.” I laugh as I grab my phone.
BRETT: Are you behaving?
