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“Okay, I’ll try it on. It’s not like I’ve found something better.”

He leads me toward the fitting rooms. “Thank you. I’ll be sitting right here on this couch. Take your time.”

Nervously, I head inside the large fitting room. There’s a fan attached to the top of the wall, gently blowing a soft cool breeze.

In one corner, there’s a plush chair next to a bench. The back wall is a giant mirror.

I take my time studying the clothing items before slipping them on. Giving my reflection a once over, I make my way out of the fitting room to show Alex.

He stands and walks over to me as I do a playful twirl for him.

The black leather leggings hug me like a second skin and the shimmery silver halter top bares my entire back and is only connected at the small of my back.

This outfit feels luxurious and expensive.

“I’ve never had clothes this nice before. I almost don’t want to wear them.”

Alex leans back to look me in the eye. “Why? This outfit was made for you.”

I step in front of the large mirror that’s hanging on the wall. He’s right, this outfit fits me so well and makes me look and feel sexier than I ever have, so I tell him the truth.

“I don’t have extra money to waste on frivolous things. I just signed a new lease on my apartment, and my fucking landlord decided to double my rent.”

The money I was planning on putting towards mom’s medical bills is now going to rent.

“Who’s your landlord?”

Does it really matter? Alex can’t do anything about it when I already signed the lease.

I rattle off his name, anyway. “Cole Williamson.”

Alex scoffs. “He’s a greedy motherfucker. I’d offer to talk to him for you, but that wouldn’t do any good. Everyone knows he’s the town shark.”

That’s the perfect description of him. He senses fear and exploits it.

I look at my reflection and sigh. “I need a miracle to terminate my lease, so I can find a cheaper place.”

And hopefully a cleaner, safer, and nicer place.

I turn to the side to check out my ass in the mirror. These pants impress me with how great they make me look.

Alex wraps his arms around my waist from behind. “I really, really, really, love this outfit. I think you should go take it off, so I can pay for it before I follow you back into your fitting room and say fuck going out.”

His words give me all the encouragement I need. I turn around in his arms and crash my lips to his.

His hand trails up the nape of my neck and tangles itself in my hair.

Before the kiss can get carried away, I head back to the fitting room to change back into my normal clothes.

I love the way I feel in this sexier outfit, and Alex seems to love it just as much. I refrain from looking at the price tags because I know they are way too much, and I’d probably have a heart attack if I knew.

Alex pays for my new outfit as I get dressed. I meet him at the front doors.

“Ready to head back?” He asks.

“Sure, but we probably need to eat something before we dance the night away. Or whatever you’re planning on doing all night.”

He waits until we are outside and heading to the parking garage to speak. “If I have the option, I’d love to do you all night.”

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