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“I figured we’d save the best for last.” Nick strutted over to the raised platform and trifold mirror, working the floor like a supermodel on a runway. “Get the event clothes out of the way so you can approve them. Thoughts on this one?”
“I like it.” That felt woefully inadequate, but Nick didn’t seem to mind.
Elizabeth moved around him, pinning various parts of the garments, as Nick babbled about all the things he loved about it.
I barely heard a word he said, I was too focused on how happy he was and the joy that radiated off him as he checked himself out in the mirror.
The next hour was filled with Nick modeling outfits he’d chosen for events. He had an incredible eye for detail and managed to create classic looks with little surprise elements that made each ensemble as unique as him.
Fashion had never been one of my interests. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d gone shopping for myself, but sharing this experience with Nick and seeing him enjoy one of his passions was the most fun I’d had in weeks.
He’s good for you.
“That’s all the…traditional stuff,” Nick said as I tucked away my grin. His cheeks were ruddy as he stood in front of the open dressing-room door in a silk robe.
I looked up at Elizabeth. “Can you take what we have so far and add it to my bill?”
She nodded. “I’ll get you a delivery estimate too. It shouldn’t take more than a few days to get everything altered, but I’ll have to check with our team before I can give you a firm date.”
“Thank you.”
“Are you sure you want to see the rest?” Nick asked when Elizabeth was out of earshot. “I’ve already spent a shit ton of your money. We can stop now.”
I crooked my finger at him.
He scurried over, the silk robe fluttering around his defined thighs.
“I told you to get whatever you want and to not think about the cost.”
“Yeah, but even without price tags, I can ballpark how much all that will cost, and I’m pretty sure it’s about the same as the GDP of a small country—”
I tugged him down on my lap. He wrapped his arms around my neck. “You haven’t spent nearly as much as you seem to think you have. I can afford it, and more than that, Iwantto buy these things for you.”
“Why?” he asked. “I get the suits and stuff I can wear to events, but why do you want to buy me things I don’t need for our arrangement?”
“Because I enjoy spoiling people I like. Seeing you happy makes me happy. And the selfish bastard in me likes knowing you’ll be wearing clothes I gave you.”
He smiled, the last of his unease fading, it seemed.
“Now, will you show me the rest of your choices?”
With a quick nod, he slid off my lap.
Vlado peered at me knowingly as Nick hurried into the dressing room. I ignored it.
“Are you sure about this?” Nick shouted a moment later.
“Get your butt out here and show us,” Vlado yelled, cupping his hands around his mouth for emphasis.
“Okay.” The door swung open and Nick took a tentative step out.
“Holy shit.”
I would have echoed Vlado’s sentiment, but I was so taken aback I couldn’t form words.
He stood in a pair of loose, flowing silk slacks and a skintight, one-shouldered bodysuit with several cutouts along the sides and a deep neckline. A belt consisting of a string of rainbow gems sat low on his hips, a few inches below the waistband of the slacks, and a matching rainbow choker necklace encircled his slender throat. The finishing touch was a pair of ankle boots with a chunky heel.
“Do you like it?” he asked tentatively.
