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“I guess there is that. It’s just weird not having him here. Like a part of me is missing.”
“Is the alteration that significant?” I ask, genuinely interested. I never thought that it might feel different for her to use her cane in contrast to having Henry around, but I could be wrong.
“It’s just… different. Henry and I are so in sync it’s freeing. I rely on his cues to know where I’m going and any obstacles that might be in our way. With a cane, it’s different. I have to figure out everything on my own.”
“I’m sorry. If I knew, I’d…”
She gives my hand a squeeze. “It’s fine. Here things are a certain way, and the last thing I want is for him to get hurt. The cane is just something I’ll have to get used to again.”
Until this moment, I didn’t even realize how little she actually used the cane. In her apartment, she walked freely. Even in my apartment, she didn’t need any help to navigate the space any longer. And when she’d go outside, it was her and Henry. The few times she used the cane was when I asked her.
Fuck.
Before I get a chance to say anything else, the glass door slides open, AC hitting us in the face along with buzzing noises, and that frown is back on her face.
“A mall? That’s where you wanted to take me? A mall?” she asks, clearly disappointed by the prospect.
Seriously, this girl.
Only she would be disappointed by going shopping.
“Not just a mall. I have a special store in mind. Patience, Birdy.”
I give her hand a small tug, pulling her out of the way of people. “C’mon, it’s not far. We just have to get to the end of the hallway.”
“What store?”
The white cane slides over the floor as we walk, a few people giving us looks as we pass by them. Then again, not many people wear winter beanies in California.
“This store,” I say when I spot the familiar black doorway with a pink sign over it.
“What—” Penelope’s question is interrupted by a smiling attendant.
“Welcome to Victoria’s Secret. How can I help you today?”
I watch as surprise flashes on Penelope’s face, followed by embarrassment. That pretty pink color spreads over her cheeks, and I can’t help the grin that tips the corner of my mouth.
Yup, this was exactly what I needed.
“Hey, yes, actually,” I turn toward the woman, giving her my most charming smile. “We’re here to buy a few things for my girlfriend.” Leaning closer, I let my voice drop slightly as I confess: “I might have gotten a little handsy last night with a pair of her favorite panties, so I promised to buy her new ones.”
From the corner of my eyes, I monitor Penelope’s reaction. That pink hue has turned dark red, and I can’t help but feel pleased.
“Well, I guess you’re one lucky lady,” the woman chuckles, not fazed in the least. “Do we have anything specific in mind?”
“Lace,” I say immediately, my thumb skimming over the back of Penelope’s hand. “She loves the material, and I love the way it looks on her.”
I could still see her sprawled over that piano, hear the little noises she made when my mouth was on her pussy, and feel the press of her thighs on my head as she came on my mouth.
My cock twitches in my pants, and I have to shift to relieve some of the pressure behind the zipper. The last thing I want is to flash the lady with my hard-on.
“Lace it is.” The woman looks between the two of us. “Any specific colors?”
Every freaking color.
The words are on the tip of my tongue, but I hold them back, not wanting to sound like a creep. Or scare Birdy into fleeing.
“Do you have something in dark purple?”
