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Not knowing what she likes or her size, I decide to skip it. I can always bring her back another day.

The thought of her walking around withoutwearing any panties gets the blood flowing. I can picture her wearing a dress or skirt and being bare underneath.

My dick hardens as I imagine bending her over her desk and taking her from behind.

Fuck me.

I need to stop thinking about Elise and her bare ass. Her perfectly round, plump ass.

Great. Now I’m hard and standing here at the register like a weirdo.

The cashier’s voice brings me out of my thoughts. “Do you need help finding anything else, or is this everything?”

I look at the giant pile of clothes on the counter. “Uh, nope. I think I found more than enough.”

And if Elise needs more, we will come back.

She takes her time scanning each piece of clothing, occasionally glancing up at me before scanning the next item.

I’m not sure if she is looking at me because she thinks I’m going to be wearing these clothes later, or if I did a horrible job of picking out clothes that match, and she feels sorry for Elise.

Either way, everything is returnable and if Elise doesn’t like the clothes, she can get ones she loves.

After the cashier scans and folds all the clothes and puts them in the shopping bags, she looks at me with wide eyes. “That will be six eighty and forty-two cents.”

I hand her my card and sign the paper when she places it on the counter.

She hands me the very long receipt, and says, “I hope you have a great rest of your day.”

I carry the bags to my car with a grin on my face. Seeing Elise try on these outfits will be great.

After throwing all the bags in the trunk, I drive to my next stop- the beauty shop for makeup and toiletries.

When I park, my phone pings with a text. Looking at the screen, I see it’s from dad.

Get Elise some stuff to make her feel at home. She’s going to be staying here for a while.

My fingers type out a short reply.

Already on it.

I don’t know what type of makeup Elise wears, but I can get her face cleaner, body wash, shampoo, and conditioner.

As soon as I walk through the doors to the store, I’m overwhelmed. Hundreds of lights illuminate the shop and reflect off the many mirrors.

“Can I help you?” A woman holding makeup brushes asks from one of the makeup counters.

“Um, yes, please. I’m looking for some stuff for my girlfriend. She needs all new products since hers are gone.”

Technically, I never asked Elise to be my girlfriend, but she’s mine.

The woman grins, like I just signed a blank check and told her to go on a shopping spree.

I have a feeling this trip is going to be more exhausting than an all nighter with Elise.

Chapter Twenty Four

ELISE

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