"What do you think about this one?" Anja asked,
stepping out of the dressing room and twirling around in a long sky blue dress.
The two had traveled to a near-by world in order to shop, taking a reluctant Jag
with them. Jaina had insisted that there would be something he would find
interesting in the shopping district of Binsaar. So far all the young man had
done was skulk around behind them, serve as their package carrier, and listen to
their never-ending gossip.
"Too long," Jaina observed. "You're going to want something you can dance all
night in."
"Well, that definitely leaves this one out!" Anja confirmed and then headed back
inside to change.
"So, you only met Brodey a couple of hours ago and already you're asking him
out. What made you do such a thing?" Jaina gushed, squeezing her friend for
information.
"Come on honey, you've got eyes," Anja scolded. "You've seen just how cute he
is."
"I hope that's not the only reason you're going out with him," Jaina retorted,
placing her hands on her hips even though Anja couldn't see them through the
dressing room door.
"Of course not!" Anja cried excitedly. "Jaina, everything about him just clicked
with me! He's just so totally perfect! He's sweet, considerate, funny, handsome,
got a really sexy body, and I bet he'd be really great in -- "
"That's enough!" Jag protested. "I don't need to hear anything of that sort, if
you don't mind."
Anja burst out of the dressing room smiling mischievously at Jaina, who found
her comments more than just mildly amusing. Jaina was biting her lip, trying to
hold back her laughter at Jag's response. She immediately lost the urge to laugh
when she noticed what Anja was wearing.
"This is the one, isn't it?" Anja asked knowingly. All Jaina could manage was a
slow nod as she admired the airy, almost see-through iridescent copper dress.
The fabric itself looked bejeweled as the light danced off of it, and it flowed
gracefully behind Anja as she turned around. Even Jag had looked up from staring
at the same spot on the floor and was admiring it.
"You need to get that one!" Jaina squealed happily, a child-like excitement in
her eyes.
"What about you, hon?" Jag asked. "Aren't you going to buy something for
tonight?"
"Sweetheart, I've got an entire wardrobe full of dresses that you haven't even
seen before," Jaina drawled, walking over to him and sliding her arms around
him. "You'll just have to trust me."
"Oh, I trust you, all right," Jag muttered, leaning down to kiss her sweetly.
"I'm just not sure I like the idea of you wearing something I've never seen
before in front of two grown men."
"Quit acting like my father!" Jaina yelled, smacking him good-naturedly on the
arm. "You have nothing to worry about from those two!"
"She's right, Jag," Anja stated with a silky voice. "Once Brodey sees me in this
dress his eyes will be glued to me for the rest of the evening."
"I guess so," Jag said softly, relaxing a little. "That still leaves Kyp."
"No it doesn't," Jaina laughed as she walked up to the cashier behind Anja.
"Something tells me he can take care of himself."
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