Who the hell chapter 10

Chapter 10

Brianna

Unlike Erica, the thought of shopping didn't distract me from Alex's anger. it didn't matter that I didn't know the guy all that well, sure I knew his life story and all, and slept beside him last night.

But I could still I could see his irritation and anger behind his well placed mask.

I find that when dealing with men, with big secrets, and responsibilities, whether illegal or otherwise. All you need to do to see though their defiance's is know what to look for.

With Alex, it was the slight narrowing of his eyes as he looked at you, or the seemingly casual way he rubbed invisible ling from his close.

Now that I thought about it, it strange how quickly I seemed to adapt to Alex's ways, seeing how I've only been in his presence all but a day and a half.

But for some reason, I can't help but feel at ease with him, well that is when he's not angry.

"Oh my god, Brianna look at this dress it's so bloody cute" came Erica's voice form the other side of the store.

Alex had taken us to a little shopping sinter around the not too fare from his school.

There were a handful of clothing stores, coffee shops, and of course the infamies Martha's Bakery.

At the sight of it my stomach jumps in hope for a taste of another muffin like Alex had given me the morning after our first meeting.

Looking over my shoulder to lock eyes with Alex, who was sitting on one of the many benches that lay scatted around the store I moved to were Erica's voice had come for.

although I shouldn't have been surprised, the dress that Erica held up to show me was quit sort, some times I wonder if Erica even notices that every thing that she picks up is always sort squirts and dresses, sometimes long shirt, that she insist on being mini dresses.

Though the dress that Erica held in her hands was possibly borderline Alex acceptable, I doubt Alex would approve of.

But still it was cute; it was a red strapless number, with a ring of gold circling its hem. I wouldn't mind having it in my closet for a special occasion.

"Erica, not to burst your bobble but I don't think Alex would let you get this dress, it a bit sort" I wisped to her, after looking over my shoulder to make sure that Alex was still were I left him.

"Not to bust his, bobble but Mr. Kick Ass isn't my Father, Pimp or Master… so I really don't bloody rats ass what he thinks. Besides red is so not my color it'll totally clash with my hair. No, this baby is for you my beauty."

"What?"

"You heard me, I couldn't pull this dress off even if I tried, no, you would so look hot in this dress Brianna"

"Again, not to burst your bobble, but I don't think Alex will let us buy it, he did say before we got out the car that we cant get anything that doesn't reach our fingertips, and if it shows too much cleavage to just walk straight past it" I told her irritably, but I wasn't really mad at her.

I was mad at the situation. The dress was really cute, and I could just imagine what I would look like in it.

Not to mention what Alex's face would look like if he saw me in it. All I needed was a right pare of shoes…

God that's would probably cut his arguments in the bud. it seems that I wasn't the only one with this farm of mind because it seems Erica was already plotting away.

"look here Miss, Kiss Ass, this is all you need to do, were going to keep looking for some more cute outfits, then were going to make our way back to Alex, seeing that the dressing room is behind him, keeping the dress hidden under the other close. Then your going to try the dress on and come out to show us, Alex is going to like what he see so much that he won't even bother to fight about how sort it is."

And before I could even think of arguing with Erica' half assed pane she began throwing close into my arms left and right, with a sigh all I could do was follow behind her obediently as she lead me throughout the store.

It a shame what a girl would do for a cute dress, and the right pare of shoes.