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The saleswoman nods and smiles. “Of course. I’ll be right here.”
Cutting through the tables and racks, I head toward Sav. She pulls a long black coat off a rack, and examines the material by rubbing it between two fingers.
“This will do. It seems sturdy and practical,” She murmurs. “And it’s on sale.”
“Put it back. You’re not paying for it, so don’t worry about whether it is on sale.”
I flip through the coats, and pull out one that I consider impractical. It’s a baby pink number, and as I inspect it, I realize that it’s more of a cape than a coat. It’s made of wool, and lined with incredibly soft cashmere. It feels luxurious.
“How about this one?” I offer it to Sav. “I’ve seen you wear pink before and this looks nice set against your hair.”
Savannah flushes just shade darker than the coat. “I do like pink.”
She takes the cape, then takes off my coat and hands it back to me. With a flourish, she tries on the cape, sinking her hands deep into the invisible pockets.
“Oh my god. This is so warm and cozy.” She scrunches up her face. “I’m not going to look at the price tag, but I feel like you picked the most expensive coat possible.”
“It’s just a coat! It’s not like I’m offering to buy you an all-expenses paid trip around the world. Relax.”
Sav pins me with a look. “I could buy a nice coat at the thrift store for a fraction of the cost, and then spend the rest on things I actually need.”
I look her up and down. “You could. But you would be missing out. That coat looks pretty on you.”
She looks away, biting her lower lip. “Thanks, Cole.”
“All right.” I gesture at the coat. “You’re getting it. Want to look at hats? Gloves? Or maybe there is a pair of jeans that catches your eye?”
She laughs. “No. No way.”
“Are you sure? We could make this an actual shopping spree if you want. I’m feeling generous.”
Sav grins and rolls her eyes. “Absolutely sure. This is way above and beyond anything a boss has ever given me.”
“Suit yourself.”
I start moving toward the cash register. When I glance back over my shoulder, I see Savannah slow down in front of mannequin wearing a gorgeous deep blue cocktail dress. She reaches out, delicately touching the mannequin’s sleeve. I wheel around. “Want to try that on?”
Sav drops her hand as if I’d caught her doing something naughty. She shakes her head.
“I was just admiring it.”
I turn to the sales clerk. “Will you get her that dress in her size? And throw in a pair of shoes that match.”
“Cole!” Sav scolds. “I’m serious. Stop.”
“Did I give you the impression that I was kidding?” I point to the velvet-draped changing room a dozen feet away. “Get your ass in there and try the dress on.”
“But—”
I stop her with a hand and look down at her with a question in my eyes. “Would it help if I said please? For me?”
Sav squints at me, her lips twitching. But she can’t do much in the face of me asking her nicely to do something. She shakes her head and follows the clerk over to the changing room. She disappears for a couple of minutes and I hear rustling fabric and some quiet curses from Sav’s lips. But then she flings back the velvet curtain and presents herself.
“Ta-da,” she says dryly.
My jaw hits the floor. I look at the dress, a strapless satin number in brilliant Egyptian blue that hits her mid-thigh. The dress has a sweetheart neckline, shows plenty of Sav’s cleavage, and clings to her hips like it’s kept there by static alone. Her legs are flawless and toned. She looks as radiant as a fucking gemstone.
I can’t control the tsunami of lust and longing that sweeps over me. Just like that, I’m hard as a rock but my entire chest also aches.
