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“I don’t know.”
I don’t belong there.
“Come on, Kendall. It will be a good time. All you have to do is dress up and relax for one night of your life.”
“You don’t know what you’re asking,” I say with a crooked smile.
“One night. If you aren’t having fun, you say the word and we leave.”
“You promise?”
He nods. “Promise. I don’t even like most of those people anyway.”
“Then why bother going?”
He sighs. “When you make billions of dollars a year, it’s expected of you.”
“Ah, the harrowing life of the wealthy,” I say, my tone filled with sarcasm. I roll my eyes at him, even as I give him a small smile.
“It is a difficult one, but the night will be a lot more fun if you agree to go with me.”
“I don’t have the money to buy anything new to wear.”
Evan chuckles. “I will buy you something to wear. Don’t worry about it. We can go dress shopping in a couple days.”
“I don’t want you to spend your money on me.”
“Just agree to go with me, Kendall. I will buy you whatever you like and then you can give me hell about it for as long as you want.”
I laugh and nod, knowing that he isn’t going to give up. “Alright. I’ll go to the gala with you.”
12
EVAN
Kendallisrestlessinthe back of the car beside me. She’s barely spoken to me since she woke up, though I chalked that up to her being tired after spending most of last night studying.
Now, I’m wondering what’s going through her head as she stares out the window.
When she looks over at me, I can finally see the worry on her face.
“You look like going dress shopping is the worst thing that could possibly happen to you,” I say, my tone teasing as I reach over to squeeze her thigh.
She jumps a little and I withdraw my hand. “I’m just not used to this kind of life.”
“It’s not as bad as you like to make it seem. For the most part, at least.”
Kendall looks at me, hesitancy in those bright green eyes as the car stops in front of a boutique. She sighs as she gets out of the car. Her eyes go wide when she catches sight of the mannequins in the big window of the little white stone shop.
“This looks like an expensive store,” she says, looking over her shoulder at me as I approach.
I shrug. “You need something appropriate for a gala. It’s not going to be a cheap dress.”
“Evan, these dresses look like they cost multiple thousands of dollars. There is no fucking way that you are buying me something that expensive just to wear once.”
I run my hand through my hair, knowing what I’m about to say next is going to cast me in a negative light in her eyes.
“Kendall, ten thousand dollars is more like ten dollars to me. I have more than enough money to buy you the dress of your dreams. Just let me spoil you today, please.”
