The cashier nodded with a smile.
“Moments ago, you said you hated this dress,” Katie pointed out, fishing her tiny wallet from her bag.
“What?”I scoffed, slipping my card into the reader before she could argue.“I never said that.I just wanted you to buy more.”
“What are you doing?Let me pay?—”
But the cashier cut in with a small, flirtatious smile.“If your boyfriend insists, you should let him spoil you and you should have bought more dresses.”
“Oh, we’re not—he’snot?—”
I grinned, sliding my arm around Katie’s waist, the warmth of my touch making her stiffen slightly.“You heard him, darling.Do you want another dress?Maybe some heels?You know it’s a privilege for me to spoil my pretty princess.”
The cashier chuckled, handing me the bag.
Katie shot me a glare, but I ignored it as we stepped out of the store.
“Pretty princess?”She said, crossing her arms.“Really?”
I looked at her and said playfully, “You looked like one, dolled up in this dress.”
“You’re so strange.You know I’m going on a date with another man,” she mused, more to herself.“Yet you paid for the dress that you didn’t like, even though I’ll be wearing it on a… date.”
I stopped in my tracks and turned towards her.“I told you I don’t care about your stu—lunch date.Because I’m confident that no one will ever treat you as well as I do.Not in bed… oroutsideof it.”
Her lips parted, eyes flickering with something unreadable, but I didn’t wait for her response.
Instead, I took her arm firmly and led her toward the lingerie store.
I had to make amends and atone for my sins.I had been stealing her panties for far too long.
Now I was going to spoil her with my own purchases.
“Wait—what are we doing here?”Her voice was hesitant, barely above a whisper, as I strolled confidently through the store.The air was heavy with the scent of roses and champagne.
I ignored the curious and flirtatious glances from the staff, my hand still firmly around her waist.
“What do you think?”I smirked, plucking a scandalous red lace set from the shelf.“I’m buying you lingerie.”
“For my date with Justin?”She raised a brow, her tone laced with sarcasm.
My eyes twitched at the mention of that stupid fuckface.If we were alone, I might have thought about spanking her delectable ass, but I replied smugly.
“Darling, can’t you be sweet and not mention other men when I’m the one paying for your lacey thongs?”
She closed her eyes and sighed.Shaking her head, she said, “Dylan, I don’t need?—”
I interrupted her by picking out a navy blue bra with delicate lace and intricate embroidery.“Look.This one matches your dress.”
She frowned but followed me around as I continued to gather the most tempting sets imaginable.Bras, thongs, stockings studded with tiny gemstones…
It was less about treating her and more for my pleasure.Because I could already picture her in every single one.
But also because her cheeks turned redder with each item I added to the basket.
“Can you stop now?”Katie said, grabbing my arm as I admired scandalous black lace stockings, picking out the ones with shimmers.“Haven’t you had your fun by now?”
“No, not yet,” I said before asking one of the staff for a trial room.
