Lex
How are you surviving your imposed day of shopping?
Me
It’s not as bad as I thought. Victoria’s Secret is having a sale.
He calls seconds after I send it. I pick it up with a grin from ear to ear.
“I’m calling to see if you need a consultant,” he says with amusement. I can’t help but laugh.
“I think I’ve got this covered, thanks. But just to be sure, how do you feel about teddies?”
“What on earth is that?”
“It’s like a sexy, one-piece swimsuit.”
His voice is a little hoarse when he says, “I rather enjoy those.”
“Noted. What about crotchless panties?” This time, he mumbles something inaudible.
“I find them practical.”
“Last question. What’s your favorite color?”
“At this point, I’d even find lime green appealing on you, so surprise me.”
“Alright, surprised you shall be.” My eyes catch something pretty and teal. “Oh, that’s beautiful… But I’m not sure I can figure out all the strappy things.”
“Andrea, if it takes more than five seconds to get you out of it, I’ll end up ripping it off.”
“Aren’t you supposed to be an actual genius? It can’t be that complicated. Maybe I should just try it on.”
There’s another moment of silence, and Lex clears his throat. “Sending a picture to your consultant would be wise.”
“Sorry, I don’t trust the internet,” I humor. He chuckles, and my heart flutters with contentment.
“Then send one where you’re not in it.”
“Oh, smart! Give me a second.” Looking around, I find a mannequin wearing it and send him a picture. “Done.”
There’s a moment of nothing, and Lex groans.
“What’s the point of it going all the way to the shoulders if it doesn’t even cover the chest?” he asks, confused and audibly turned on.
“Well, the only perk of having barely any boobs is I don’t have to wear bras, so I can afford some creativity.”
“I like your breasts.” His blunt honesty touches me, and my chest swells further.
“Thank you, but there isn’t much to like.”
“There’s enough. And I’m discovering myself to be an ass man.”
“Ah, then you got lucky.”
“Several times already, yes.” God, I love his quick and witty humor. “By the way, I like the pink one in the top left corner of the picture.”
We talk for a little longer, and I’m the one who ends up cutting the call, arguing he can’t know in advance everything I’m getting. He deserves to have a few surprises. Which he certainly will, as I nearly spend a thousand dollars there. But I’m kind of rich from selling my app, so I rationalize the spending by telling myself it’s a rare treat and it’ll make two people very,veryhappy.
