“Okay, well, I guess I’m all yours then, D.” Isla smiles.
“Those are the exact words I wanted to hear,” I tell her. Best day ever.
We all pile into the limousine again to drive the short distance down to the luxury shops.
“Finn spoiled me so much this morning. He bought me a fucking Birkin.”
I squeal. A Birkin. “Holy shit. You’d better be on your knees thanking that boy. Where do I find a man like that?” Maybe Ineed to raise my age range that I’m looking for and aim for that billionaire bracket, I feel like that life is more me.
“Don’t you worry, D. I’ll be thanking him as soon as we get a moment alone.” Isla winks before biting into a chocolate cupcake. “He also bought me diamonds.”
“Cartier?” I ask.
“Harry Winston,” Isla states.
Finn Connolly, I didn’t know you had it in you.
“He’s really pulling out all the stops for you today, which you totally deserve.” Stacey smiles.
“This is my first birthday we can celebrate out in the open. We’ve spent years celebrating it in the shadows,” Isla says sadly.
“It’s sweet.” Vanessa smiles.
“Well, if he’s feeling that generous, his credit card is going to get the biggest workout of its life.” I smirk. But I know my little ice princess isn’t about the money, hence why Finn contacted me with instructions to spoil her and ignore what she says, because he knows she is going to look at the price of things and say no. “We’re here,” I say excitedly as we arrive at the famous street. “First stop, Chanel,” I tell the girls as I lead them into the designer shop like a fashion tour guide.
As soon as we enter, the attendants recognize us and we are ushered into a private shopping area where champagne is made available to us.
“Is shopping always like this with you?” Isla asks me.
“Sweetheart, this is what shopping is like with the wives of Dirty Texas,” I tell her.
“Really?” Isla seems surprised.
“Babe, you’ve been in this world for years. You know how the guys are treated.”
“Yeah, the guys. I’ve never been treated like this before,” she whispers.
“Then let me be your fairy godfather today, ladies. You all sit back and relax and enjoy the bubbles while I pick out a couple of outfits for you. And yes, Stacey, that includes you as Oscar messaged me with clear instructions to spoil you.”
Stacey is surprised by that, but thankfully, she doesn’t fight me on it, it must be the glass of bubbles in her hand and the hours of massages that have relaxed her.
We spend the next couple of hours going up and down the famous street, and even though it is Isla’s birthday, all the girls indulge themselves, something they don’t always do. Best day ever for me, it was like playing with life-size Barbie dolls, as I made them try on things that I liked for them.
“I didn’t think shopping could be this fun,” Isla gushes as she gets back into the limousine.
“You girls need to use your star cred better. This is how your life could be,” I tell them as I sip my champagne.
“It’s nice for a day, but I’m glad we have our own store to go shopping in, the level of attention is a little much,” Sienna states.
The paparazzi showing up being their intrusive selves wasn’t great, but thankfully, we were shielded from most of them by the shops.
“Best birthday ever,” Isla exclaims. I think the princess might be a bit tipsy, and why shouldn’t she be? It’s her birthday.
Finn has set up this gorgeous beachfront home in Malibu for the party tonight, and it’s such a beautiful night. Isla was seriously surprised when we arrived at the home and all her family and friends were there wishing her a happy birthday. Sebastien catered the event, and his food was delicious as is he. It was nice that Finn has been able to put his hostility toward Isla’s bossbehind him, that’s growth from that man. Because honestly, Seb is gorgeous as is Finn, but knowing your fiancée has slept with that Adonis and he’s her boss, yeah, I would feel inadequate near him.
“Derrick,” Isla calls my name and indicates to join her in the garden. Weird but okay, she is drunk. “You called. Why are we in the bushes?”
“Issy. No,” Finn warns her.
