Whatever it was, I’d take it.
“Let’s go to the store next door. They have this cute dress I’ve been saving up for,” Sawyer suggested once we were finished checking out. “Then we should call Miles and have him meet up with us for lunch.”
“Where does he live?”
“Not too far. He could probably meet us at our place so we don’t have to drag our bags all over, if that’s okay with you.”
“Sure.”
The next store was filled with bright colors from wall to wall. Everything here screamed Sawyer’s style. I followed her around, eyeing a few of the skirts that grabbed my attention. Could I pull off wearing one of them? This one was long, touching the floor. The top was dark purple and faded into a lighter purple towards the bottom. It’d go easily with a tank top I had in my closet.
“Ooh! That one’s cute,” Sawyer said, leaning into me. “You should get it.”
“I…I don’t know.”
“Do you even own a skirt?”
“No,” I sighed. “Hence why I don’t know if I’d wear it.”
“Then get it. Maybe you’ll meet a boy and want to impress him.”
“I don’t need to impress anyone,” I blushed, instantly thinking of Dominic.
“Oooh! There is a boy, isn’t there?”
“He doesn’t see me like that,” I said. A moment later, I decided I’d get the skirt anyhow.
“Here, this would go well with it,” Sawyer said, handing me a light pink tank top.
I had to agree.
“So, who’s this boy?”
“No one.”
“Is it the one you talk to the most? Collin?”
“No.” I scrunch my nose up. “He’s like an uncle. That would just be gross.”
“Hmmm.”
“There’s no one.”
“But you want there to be,” she sang.
I shook my head, a small smile on my face. I knew she wouldn’t drop it unless I did first. Yes, I had feelings for Dominic, and I missed him more than anything, but there wouldn’t be more than what we had. It hurt, knowing we couldn’t have anything between us, but it was the right thing to do.
Miles was waiting in front of my apartment door with his feet crossed and leaning against the wall when we returned with our bags. I ended up getting two skirts, a couple shirts, and a few pairs of shorts. And, don’t forget a pair of black flip-flops.
“Morning!” Sawyer said, giving Miles a tight hug.
He nodded back at her when she let go and gave me a small smile.
“Not a good talking day?”
He shook his head before dropping his eyes to the floor.
“I think she can talk enough for the both of us today.” I smiled at him as I unlocked my door. “You can come in.”
