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What is this overwhelming feeling? When she does a quick turn and shows the dress off, the feelings seem to double somehow.
“Well?” She walks toward me, arching a brow. “What do you think?”
“I would tell you not to bother ever wearing anything else. But then other people would get to see you wearing that dress. And… I think I don’t want other people to look at you like I’m looking at you right now.”
“What way is that?” She cocks a brow and wanders closer.
I reach out and grab her wrist, hauling her closer. I know I’m leering at her, but hot damn. She’s so fucking beautiful right now that I’m about to lose control and start ripping her clothes off right here and now. Leaning close, I whisper in her ear as I run my fingers across her collarbone.
“Like you’re the sweet, innocent pray and I’m the big, bad wolf that’s going to hunt you down and eat you alive,” I rasp.
Sav’s eyebrows jump up and heat fills her face. “Cole!” she admonishes.
“What?”
She steps backward, clearing her throat. “I knew this was a terrible idea. I am supposed to be your assistant. Nothing more. Remember?”
“I know it all too well. But what if I want to make an exception?”
“That isn’t a good idea.”
“It’s my money. Let me spend it how I want to.”
She shakes her head, her expression unreadable, and ventures back toward the changing room.
“I’m not letting you do this.”
“You’re only making me want to buy you more things. You realize that, right?”
I’m kind of enjoying watching her squirm at the idea of me spending money on her. When I was with my ex, she would pout and throw fits if I didn’t lavish her with monetary gifts. But Savannah seems to be thrown off-kilter by me opening my wallet and insisting on paying.
It’s charming.
Savannah reappears, holding up the dress on a hanger. She tries to hand the dress back to the clerk.
“This is nice, but I’m not getting it.”
“Yes, you are. Stop making a fuss.” Smirking, I tell the clerk, “You know, if you could add some accessories to that dress, that would be great.”
“Cole!” Sav protests. “Now you’re just being stubborn.”
“Keep protesting. I’m happy to ask her to add more to the pile.”
“Don’t be an ass.”
I hold up a credit card. “Just ring it up and let us get out of your hair.”
The clerk’s eyes sparkle and she hurries to bag the items up. Sav just shakes her head when the clerk passes me two shopping bags. I swipe my card, don my coat again, and then hustle Sav out the door.
“That was completely unnecessary,” Sav tells me as soon as we are out of earshot. “I’m perfectly capable of buying my own dresses.”
Looking at the sales receipt, I grin.
“I don’t know about that. Look at how expensive you are.”
She snatches the sales receipt from my hand and gasps. “What? Those shoes cost almost a thousand dollars? And there’s apparently a handbag in here that cost more than my Grandad’s monthly mortgage!” Her eyes widen. “This cape was a thousand dollars? No. Absolutely not. I’m taking it back.”
She turns around to find that the door that we just stepped out of is locked. The clerk has shut off all the lights inside the store, too.
