“Go.”
She starts sprinting toward me, laughing. Her hand glides over an array of turtlenecks and sequin T’s, but she’s coming up to me so quickly I don’t have time to be strategic.
“Stop.”
Her feet skid to a stop and she opens her eyes immediately, not timid like I was. She pulls the shirt off the rack and holds it out in front of her.
The shirt is a deep blue color with white daisies all over it.
Emma frowns. “I was hoping for something a little more strange.”
“Don’t worry. Once you’re in it, it’ll look strange.”
Her jaw falls and she tries to swat me with her hand.
I duck, laughing.
“Do you want to make it out of here alive?” She narrows her eyes, holding her hand up in a fist.
I grab her fist and pull her behind me. “Let’s go see if we can find you somestrangepants.”
“You better deliver this time.”
“I’ll try my best.”
She stands at the end of the aisle in the same position asbefore and this time she lands on a pair of sage bell-bottoms with a fringe hem.
“Now, these are good,” she says, inspecting the gold stitching around the pockets.
“You’re welcome,” I say.
She gives me a goofy grin in response. “Let’s go try them on.”
I toss my head back, groaning. “I can’t believe you’re going to make me wear this.” I hold up my outfit again.
“It’ll look cute.”
“Me or the outfit?”
Her smile dissolves, leaving pure shock and pink cheeks.
I bite my cheek, surprised the words came out of my mouth. It’s like I’ve completely lost my filter.
Our gazes break, both of us looking at the floor.
24
EMMA
I switch into my outfit and step out of the changing room with a hat and scarf I found. The store has three changing rooms all right next to each other in the front of the store. Mine is right next to Myles’s, and I wait outside his door with the hat I want him to wear. “Are you ready yet?”
“Be patient.”
“I’ve never been good at that.”
“I’ve noticed,” he says. Clothes ruffle on the other side of the door for a moment and then the door cracks open. “I can’t come out.”
“Why not?”
