Page 34 of Capo Baby, All Of Your Heart Will Do
My sweet addiction.
My everything.
I can’t wait for the day I can claim her as mine because that’s what I want now, but I don’t want to scare her.
Since the first time I saw her in the backyard, I've known hiding from her Dad when I stopped to gather intel. I always stand at the same exact stop to watch her because that’s the only spot in the office that I could see her. I know for a fact that she’s not aware that I could, and I watched her look at me.
Thank fuck that I bumped into her at Sirens and made her mine. I can’t even think of what would have happened if she had met some other fucker. She was drunk, and it appeared as if she was looking for a man.
I sit in my car, looking around at the people walking in and out of the mall with bags and bags of gifts.
It’s fucking overwhelming.
Fuck, I know that there must be something in there that I can get her.
I push the door open, slide out of my car, walking across the parking lot. I walk into the mall, extending my long legs, pressing onto the tile with my black leather shoes, and tapping my heel echoing in the mall. I walk past all of the people, weaving through the crowd until I spot the jewelry store.
Thank fuck, it’s about fucking time.
Yeah, I’m buying the fucking engagement ring, the birthday gift, and fucking wedding rings since I’m here.
I walk into the store, looking around the huge room, the people looking into the glass counters, and I’m getting fucking overwhelmed.
Where do I start?
Fuck!
“May I help you,” the tall, slender, older lady asks with a small smile walking up to me.
“Uh, yes, I’m looking for a birthday gift, engagement ring, and wedding rings,” I say, looking at her.
“Oh my, I’m Helen, and I would love to help you with your gifts,” Helen says, clasping her hands, smiling with a twinkle in her eyes.
“Thanks, I’m Chris,” I say, nodding shoving , my hand into my slacks pocket.
Fuck!
I shouldn’t have worn this fucking wool sweater; it’s fucking hot in here.
Fucking hell.
“Let’s start with the birthday gift,” Helen says, walking over to the counter.
I look at the jewelry, and I fucking don’t have a clue what I’m looking for. I rub my neck, feeling fucking hot.
“I’m looking for a necklace with a heart,” I say, furrowing my forehead.
“Oh, that sounds lovely. Let me show you the beautiful necklaces,” Helen says, nodding, walking over to the next counter.
She opens the back door and pulls out three different necklaces with a heart.
I see the one that I like, grabbing it. I look at the delicate heart with diamonds. I think it will look beautiful on her.
“That one is one of my favorites,” Helen says, nodding.
“I’ll take this one, but I need to have your gift wrap it for me,” I say, looking at her.
“Great choice, and no worries. I’ll wrap it up for you,” Helen says, nodding.
