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I crack a smile and nod. “Guess that explains why she’s spiraling over a purse.”
“She’s nervous.”
“I’d be nervous too if I were marrying you,” I say dryly.
Dad rolls his eyes, preparing to stand. “I don’t know what you mean. I’m a delight.”
“You’re something, all right.”
Chapter Fifty
Parker
“Do you think these shoes are okay?”
I smile faintly as Mom turns in the mirror, popping her leg through the sexy slit and examining her nude heel. “You look amazing,” I assure her.
“Maybe I should have worn white. At least white heels. I should have bought new shoes for this,” she murmurs.
Mom has been so much more relaxed than this lately, I can’t believe she’s freaking out over shoes. Shaking my head, I help her pick out a purse and convince her that her shoes are perfect, then I hurry her downstairs so they’re not late leaving.
I’m looking forward to being lazy with Landon tonight. We finished our house flipping show, but there are spinoff shows for each of the hosts since they split up, and I’m dying to start hers.
Landon was supposed to make popcorn while I was upstairs helping Mom get ready, but when we finally get them out the door and I return to the living room, there is no popcorn.
“You didn’t make snacks.”
“I’m afraid I have bad news. Good news, too. But… there’s bad news.”
My enthusiasm ebbs. “What’s the bad news?”
“You’re going to have to wait until Sunday to start your show.”
I plant my hand on my hip and look up at his troublemaking ass as he approaches. “Now, you listen here. I’m always happy to fuck you, but that does not take four hours. We can push off watching the show until later if you want, but—”
Smirking, he cuts me off, wrapping a hand around my waist and tugging me close. “That’s not what I meant. Our plans have changed. Not because I want to fuck you. I do, and I probably will at some point before the night is over, but not right now. Right now, I need you to take your pretty little ass to the shower, and make it quick.”
Intrigued, I ask, “Where are we going?”
“Shopping. Then you have a hair appointment, and we need to try to get there before the salon closes.”
I blink. If he would have told me were going to a field and picking daisies, I could not be more surprised. “What?”
“You’ll see.”
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I have obviously noticed—and appreciated—that Landon has a dominant streak, but in no reality did I ever imagine him taking me shopping and helping me pick out a dress.
He doesn’t care about fashion, but he still picks out the dresses he wants me to try on. He helps me with zippers when I need it, lingering in the dressing room with me and admiring the way the gowns fit on my body, and especially the way they come off.
I don’t know why I need a gown. We already went to homecoming, but he said I couldn’t wear that one, that I needed a new dress for tonight.
We narrow it down to two.
One is feminine and flowy on the bottom, but the top is fitted and sexy with thin straps. The bottom is such a pale pink it almost looks white, and the top is a darker shade, closer to rose gold, and sparkly.
The other is a gorgeous, fiery gown with a plunging V neckline. It’s tighter than the first one, and I think the mix of browns and reds suits my complexion better—especially after Anae made fun of me for wearing pastels when she came over that one day.
