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A/N: Thanks you guys for the reviews and for sticking around! Here's the next bit. We thought the two of them should have some fun at least-and what could be more fun than going shopping!!! Read and review!
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Shopping crusade
Max and Logan strolled along Fisherman's wharf towards the pier that stretched out towards the island of Alcatraz. The sun was shining, but the usual mist blurred the silhouette of the impressive prison fortress. Some small sailing boats were circling on the water. Logan inhaled the fresh breeze.
"So, where do we start?"
"I am not good at this. Besides, I brought some stuff. You are the one in need of clothes."
"Yeah, that's right. I really should get something to change!" Logan smiled.
"Great, let's get started!" She observed him as he wheeled along next to her. He probably shouldn't be straining his shoulder like that, but there was no way he would let her push him in front of that many people.
"I'm actually a little out of practice, too. Didn't care too much about buying new clothes with a whole closet full of stuff." He smirked.
"I never got that anyway, why do people need so much stuff. You couldn't dress all of that in a lifetime."
Logan stopped in front of a small store which displayed a nice array of light summer clothes. "Well, to be honest it really got out of hand when Val started to try and dress me according to her taste," he said with a slightly bitter undertone. "She was pretty good at moulding other people to her taste. Glad I got out of her grip soon enough," he added.
"I haven't heard many positive things about her, why the hell did you marry her?"
The question sounded more serious than Max had intended to let it.
Logan tore his gaze from the window and l looked up at Max in surprise. He couldn't believe she had really asked that and that- as a matter of fact- she had sounded slightly annoyed.
Why did it bother her?
"Well, I certainly wasn't aware of ... the whole...extent of her...personality at that point, if you don't mind. She could hide it very well at first. Besides she just fitted in so well, socially. Everybody accepted her, she knew how to please my uncle...And I guess that's what I wanted back then, somehow. "
"I still don't get it, I'm sure you could have had any woman..." 'OOPS', Max berated herself. That had been too much. "I mean,...you...you are a clever guy. You should have been able to see through her."
Logan stared up at Max and tried to figure out what the hell was up with her. And what was that supposed to mean, 'he could have had any woman'?
"Look, I don't know where you're coming from, Max. But if I had seen her through I certainly wouldn't have...wasted all those years ...and feelings with her. There actually was a time when I loved her Max!" he was a little angry now.
Max didn't know what to say, she hadn't meant to upset him. He just never talked about his past, or about his feelings. She was his friend, didn't she have a right to know? "Sorry," she snapped. "Never mind."
"Wait a minute! Now you are the one to pout? Just because I told you that my marriage with Val was pretty screwed up, doesn't mean that I want you or anyone else to talk bad about it. Why do you care anyway?"
That very moment the door of the small shop opened and a petite woman stuck her head out on the fighting couple, assuming they were quarrelling about taste, she offered her help. "Hello there. Can I help you? Why don't you come in and have a look at what else we have!?"
Max shot Logan a furious look before smiling at the woman. "Why not. Thanks." She was in fact relieved somebody had interrupted the conversation. Who knows what she might have said, and later regretted.
"So how can I help you? Are you looking for something in particular?" the woman asked while holding open the door for them.
"My...friend needs something sporty and comfortable." Max said with a smile.
Logan glared at Max and turned to face the woman. "I just need some new shirts a couple of pants and maybe a sweater or something. Just something basic...ahem, you see my suitcase went missing on the flight...so...."
"Of course, I'm sure we will find something for you." The woman smiled at him openly.
Logan followed her through the small shop and watched her choose a piece of clothes every now and then. She seemed to know exactly where to look.
Max sat down in a rattan chair near the entrance and watched Logan. Her thoughts were still with their little fight. Why was it that he became that tense every time she brought up his past?
She watched the woman eagerly walk around the small shop, choosing clothes for Logan. Then she showed him, what she had chosen. "How about those? These are sporty and comfortable and you can wear them in any weather. She pointed out two pairs of cargo pants with zip-off legs and a plain blue and a dark red shirt with a small floral pattern, as well as a sweater jacket with a zipper.
Max sighed and got up to move closer. Hesitantly she spoke. "They seem great to me." She smiled at Logan shyly.
"You want to try them on? We have a small dressing room at the back here." Logan nodded and she handed the clothes to him.
Max looked at him questioningly. What about his shoulder? But she didn't dare to say anything in front of the woman.
Logan piled the clothes up in his lap and wheeled towards the dressing room. "Just let me know if you need some help there." the woman called after him. "I'll be right over there."
Logan just thanked her and retreated behind the curtain. Damn stubbornness.
Max suddenly noticed the saleswoman smile at her. "Are you OK, sweety?"
Max was taken aback. "Sure." She realised how harsh it must have sounded. So she added, softer this time. "I'm fine."
"You want to have a look yourself? We have some very cute dresses in our new summer collection. May be a little cold still, but why not try them on. This will cheer you up a little, huh?"
Max couldn't help but smile. "I'd like that."
Although she had never really been into the shopping thing, she had liked the red dress, she had worn to Bennet's wedding. So why not try some one. She followed the older woman and let her gaze roam around.
She suddenly missed Kendra and Original Cindy, they would have had so much fun in here together, especially with Logan's money.
"What do you think about this one?" The blond woman showed her a beautiful dress, huge flowers in different shades of brown and soft pink gave it a romantic touch. It was sleeveless and the shoulders were ruffled slightly. Not too much, just fine. "It is actually pretty transparent but you can wear that without a doubt- and with nice underwear your boyfriend will go crazy."
"Actually he is not my boyfriend. We are not like that." Max stated.
The other woman seemed stunned. "Then you should certainly do something about it."
Max blushed, then shook her head. "It's good the way it is." She took the dress. "But I still like this dress."
Max was about to disappear in a dressing room when Logan reappeared from behind the curtain with a boyish smile on his face. In fact he was grinning from one ear to the other. "So how do you like that?" he asked, playfully turning his chair. He was wearing the light pair of cargo pants with the red shirt with the small floral pattern. "Aloha!" he joked.
His mood was much better now and he seemed to have forgotten their earlier conversation.
She looked at him from head to toe and returned the smile. "Looks great." And that wasn't a lie. The shirt accented his muscular upper body and the pants were long enough, even for sitting down.
The saleswoman stepped up to them and examined Logan with a professional look. "How do they fit? Most of our customers find those zip-off pants very convenient. And the shirt really suits you well. What do you think?" She addressed Max, a knowing sparkle in her eyes.
"Ahmm...I...this looks pretty good...I think.." She blushed enough for Logan to notice.
Logan smiled to himself and shoved in the chair to straighten the shirt in the back. Then he leaned over and fumbled with the zipper. "So how do these work?" he asked.
The saleswoman stepped closer and kneeled down in front of Logan. "Do you mind?" she asked. "See the zipper is hidden underneath this peace of cloth here. You just zip it off and pull off the legs. Gets a little tricky when you try to put it back on. But they come off very easily."
Max observed the scene. All of the sudden Logan seemed so relaxed and calm. she was grateful about the way the woman treated him, she had seen how other people reacted when they had to deal with a guy in a wheelchair. And she had been a little worried about going shopping because of that.
Logan was now busy, zipping off the other leg and shoving it down to his feet. "Great! So how do I convert this shirt to a long-sleeved one now?" he joked. "Seems to be a little cold still for this."
The saleswoman got up and looked around. "What about the sweater I gave you? How did you like it? Or ...let me see, maybe you'd like to try this one." She reached out and selected a baby blue cotton long-sleeve shirt with a V-neck. "This should be more adequate."
Max suddenly remembered the dress in her hands and turned towards the dressing room.
Logan looked at her and smiled. "You're gonna try this on? I though you were not very good at this-and besides you brought your stuff," he teased. "Looks pretty hot though, " he added quickly, his mood seemingly better than ever. Max mumbled something that sounded pretty much like 'Shut up' before she hurried to close the curtain, not wanting him to see her blush already again.
The older woman giggled. "You two are a nice couple."
Logan didn't bother to object. He felt totally relaxed. For the first time in months, he actually liked what he saw in the mirror. He liked those new fresh clothes. In contrast to all the other clothes he had, they didn't remind him of what he had looked like standing up tall in front of the mirror, priding himself in his whole athletic body and tight ass. He just liked the way they looked on him now and Max obviously liked them, too.
"Let me try those other pieces," he said returning to the dressing room.
Max slowly undressed herself. She was confused. Only minutes ago they had been in a serious fight, and now Logan actually flirted with her. She couldn't find another word for it. Gracefully she slipped into the dress and felt immediately comfortable, the soft fabric played around her knees and it fit perfectly. A little disappointed she noticed that she didn't have the right shoes to go with it, and the saleswoman had been right, she would need fitting underwear. Besides, she reminded herself, they were on the run chased by Mafia gangsters, she didn't need a dress like that.
"Does it fit?" The gentle voice of the older woman woke her from her thoughts and she turned to check her back in the mirror. then she opened the curtain and slipped outside. "What do you think?"
"Wow, honey-you look incredible!" the woman exclaimed. "Seriously this dress looks like it was made for you!"
Max smiled. "I really feel great in it. Like I'm a different person."
"Turn around for me please."
Max did as she was told and grinned from ear to ear. She really felt beautiful, maybe for the first time.
"Yeah, that's perfect. You will have all eyes on you...Do you have the right shoes to go with it? Unfortunately we don't have shoes, but there is a very exquisite little shoe store just a few minutes down the road."
"I don't know. You know, this is not what I would usually wear..."
"Oh but you really should! If I had that figure of yours...I tell you I'd be wearing all those beautiful dresses!"
"It's just, I can't afford it, and..." she was not going to ask Logan for the money, and she sure as hell was not going to rob this nice lady.
"Why don't we ask your ..friend what he thinks about it?" the woman insisted.
"Logan, he...look, maybe I should just get out of this dress..." She looked in the mirror again.
Logan had overheard part of their conversation and now stepped in. "Hey Max! Won't you let me see what's so beautiful on you? After all you saw me, now it's my turn to see you, don't you think?" he said loud enough for her to hear through the curtain. Max didn't know what to say, but the other woman decided for her. She grabbed Max's arm and made her cross the store towards Logan's dressing room. Max nervously bite her lip while waiting for Logan to appear. Gosh, that suddenly felt so wrong, how had she ended up in this mess?
Logan was sitting there clad in the baby blue long sleeved shirt and the black pair of cargo pants, waiting for Max to appear. When she came in sight it took his breath away. The saleswoman had been absolutely right. The dress was perfect, like it had been made for her. The soft fabric caressed her beautiful body in a way that made Logan gasp.He was at a loss of words.
Max nervously bit her lips. All she had been planning on was getting Logan something to dress and then continue to run. This totally caught her off guard.
"So that says pretty much everything," the saleswoman said at Logan's reaction breaking the silence.
Max smiled down at him. "What do you think?"
Logan had a hard time keeping himself from plainly staring at the beautiful woman in front of him. "I...You look...beautiful." he stuttered.
Max smile widened, she shyly responded. "Thanks."
"You're welcome..."Logan said confused, tearing his gaze from her.
Then she took his appearance in and her heart jumped. God, he was gorgeous. "You don't look too bad either."
Logan smiled at her words. This shopping tour really brought his spirits up. Now he just had to convince Max to let him pay for the dress.
"I'm gonna undress it..."She suddenly felt uncomfortable under his intense gaze and turned on her heels.
Logan thought about shouting something after her. Instead he just turned to the saleswoman and said: "I'd like to buy all those clothes and that dress, could you pack those? He handed her the clothes that were lying on the stool inside the dressing room. And do you mind if I keep those on right away?" he asked.
"No problem." She smiled at him. "You know she needs shoes to go with it?"
Logan smiled: "I'll be glad if she lets me pay for that dress." he replied.
"Once she owns the dress it will be easier to convince her."
"I hope so," Logan raised his eyebrows, then gripped the wheels of his chair to follow the woman to the counter.
She took the rest of Logan's new clothes and preceded him to the desk. "She is a really beautiful young woman. You are very lucky."
Logan sighed. Yes, he was lucky. Lucky to have met her in the first place, lucky to have her by his side now. He still couldn't believe she had dropped it all for him.
When Max returned from the dressing room she still carried the dress. "Where do you want me to put it?"
"Just give it to me." The saleswoman took it and stuffed it into a paper bag she handed Logan, smiling.
"Why did you do that? I didn't ask you to..."
"But I wanted to buy that dress for you. I thought you really liked it. Besides I get something out of it also, right?" he smiled cockily.
"Oh, you..." She gently slapped him across his spiky hair. His mood was apparently contagious.
She grinned even wider. "You know, actually...I can't wear the dress without fitting shoes- and underwear."
If possible at all, Logan's smile broadened even more. "I'd be glad to be your fashion advisor."
The saleswoman laughed. "In that case I can tell you where to find the other things you need. I already told you about that shoe store down the street. And only two blocks further, there is a nice little store for delicates. Very friendly staff."
"Okay, we'll check those." Logan said, picking up the bag and putting it on his lap.
Max smiled happily. "Thank you so much for your help." She stretched out her hand to shake the other woman's one. Something she hardly felt comfortable doing.
"You're welcome," the woman said. "And all the best to you two! Have a nice stay here!" She held the door open for the couple and waved after them.
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Soooooo...? What do you think? Like the choice of clothes? ;-) Let us know!
A/N: Thanks you guys for the reviews and for sticking around! Here's the next bit. We thought the two of them should have some fun at least-and what could be more fun than going shopping!!! Read and review!
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Shopping crusade
Max and Logan strolled along Fisherman's wharf towards the pier that stretched out towards the island of Alcatraz. The sun was shining, but the usual mist blurred the silhouette of the impressive prison fortress. Some small sailing boats were circling on the water. Logan inhaled the fresh breeze.
"So, where do we start?"
"I am not good at this. Besides, I brought some stuff. You are the one in need of clothes."
"Yeah, that's right. I really should get something to change!" Logan smiled.
"Great, let's get started!" She observed him as he wheeled along next to her. He probably shouldn't be straining his shoulder like that, but there was no way he would let her push him in front of that many people.
"I'm actually a little out of practice, too. Didn't care too much about buying new clothes with a whole closet full of stuff." He smirked.
"I never got that anyway, why do people need so much stuff. You couldn't dress all of that in a lifetime."
Logan stopped in front of a small store which displayed a nice array of light summer clothes. "Well, to be honest it really got out of hand when Val started to try and dress me according to her taste," he said with a slightly bitter undertone. "She was pretty good at moulding other people to her taste. Glad I got out of her grip soon enough," he added.
"I haven't heard many positive things about her, why the hell did you marry her?"
The question sounded more serious than Max had intended to let it.
Logan tore his gaze from the window and l looked up at Max in surprise. He couldn't believe she had really asked that and that- as a matter of fact- she had sounded slightly annoyed.
Why did it bother her?
"Well, I certainly wasn't aware of ... the whole...extent of her...personality at that point, if you don't mind. She could hide it very well at first. Besides she just fitted in so well, socially. Everybody accepted her, she knew how to please my uncle...And I guess that's what I wanted back then, somehow. "
"I still don't get it, I'm sure you could have had any woman..." 'OOPS', Max berated herself. That had been too much. "I mean,...you...you are a clever guy. You should have been able to see through her."
Logan stared up at Max and tried to figure out what the hell was up with her. And what was that supposed to mean, 'he could have had any woman'?
"Look, I don't know where you're coming from, Max. But if I had seen her through I certainly wouldn't have...wasted all those years ...and feelings with her. There actually was a time when I loved her Max!" he was a little angry now.
Max didn't know what to say, she hadn't meant to upset him. He just never talked about his past, or about his feelings. She was his friend, didn't she have a right to know? "Sorry," she snapped. "Never mind."
"Wait a minute! Now you are the one to pout? Just because I told you that my marriage with Val was pretty screwed up, doesn't mean that I want you or anyone else to talk bad about it. Why do you care anyway?"
That very moment the door of the small shop opened and a petite woman stuck her head out on the fighting couple, assuming they were quarrelling about taste, she offered her help. "Hello there. Can I help you? Why don't you come in and have a look at what else we have!?"
Max shot Logan a furious look before smiling at the woman. "Why not. Thanks." She was in fact relieved somebody had interrupted the conversation. Who knows what she might have said, and later regretted.
"So how can I help you? Are you looking for something in particular?" the woman asked while holding open the door for them.
"My...friend needs something sporty and comfortable." Max said with a smile.
Logan glared at Max and turned to face the woman. "I just need some new shirts a couple of pants and maybe a sweater or something. Just something basic...ahem, you see my suitcase went missing on the flight...so...."
"Of course, I'm sure we will find something for you." The woman smiled at him openly.
Logan followed her through the small shop and watched her choose a piece of clothes every now and then. She seemed to know exactly where to look.
Max sat down in a rattan chair near the entrance and watched Logan. Her thoughts were still with their little fight. Why was it that he became that tense every time she brought up his past?
She watched the woman eagerly walk around the small shop, choosing clothes for Logan. Then she showed him, what she had chosen. "How about those? These are sporty and comfortable and you can wear them in any weather. She pointed out two pairs of cargo pants with zip-off legs and a plain blue and a dark red shirt with a small floral pattern, as well as a sweater jacket with a zipper.
Max sighed and got up to move closer. Hesitantly she spoke. "They seem great to me." She smiled at Logan shyly.
"You want to try them on? We have a small dressing room at the back here." Logan nodded and she handed the clothes to him.
Max looked at him questioningly. What about his shoulder? But she didn't dare to say anything in front of the woman.
Logan piled the clothes up in his lap and wheeled towards the dressing room. "Just let me know if you need some help there." the woman called after him. "I'll be right over there."
Logan just thanked her and retreated behind the curtain. Damn stubbornness.
Max suddenly noticed the saleswoman smile at her. "Are you OK, sweety?"
Max was taken aback. "Sure." She realised how harsh it must have sounded. So she added, softer this time. "I'm fine."
"You want to have a look yourself? We have some very cute dresses in our new summer collection. May be a little cold still, but why not try them on. This will cheer you up a little, huh?"
Max couldn't help but smile. "I'd like that."
Although she had never really been into the shopping thing, she had liked the red dress, she had worn to Bennet's wedding. So why not try some one. She followed the older woman and let her gaze roam around.
She suddenly missed Kendra and Original Cindy, they would have had so much fun in here together, especially with Logan's money.
"What do you think about this one?" The blond woman showed her a beautiful dress, huge flowers in different shades of brown and soft pink gave it a romantic touch. It was sleeveless and the shoulders were ruffled slightly. Not too much, just fine. "It is actually pretty transparent but you can wear that without a doubt- and with nice underwear your boyfriend will go crazy."
"Actually he is not my boyfriend. We are not like that." Max stated.
The other woman seemed stunned. "Then you should certainly do something about it."
Max blushed, then shook her head. "It's good the way it is." She took the dress. "But I still like this dress."
Max was about to disappear in a dressing room when Logan reappeared from behind the curtain with a boyish smile on his face. In fact he was grinning from one ear to the other. "So how do you like that?" he asked, playfully turning his chair. He was wearing the light pair of cargo pants with the red shirt with the small floral pattern. "Aloha!" he joked.
His mood was much better now and he seemed to have forgotten their earlier conversation.
She looked at him from head to toe and returned the smile. "Looks great." And that wasn't a lie. The shirt accented his muscular upper body and the pants were long enough, even for sitting down.
The saleswoman stepped up to them and examined Logan with a professional look. "How do they fit? Most of our customers find those zip-off pants very convenient. And the shirt really suits you well. What do you think?" She addressed Max, a knowing sparkle in her eyes.
"Ahmm...I...this looks pretty good...I think.." She blushed enough for Logan to notice.
Logan smiled to himself and shoved in the chair to straighten the shirt in the back. Then he leaned over and fumbled with the zipper. "So how do these work?" he asked.
The saleswoman stepped closer and kneeled down in front of Logan. "Do you mind?" she asked. "See the zipper is hidden underneath this peace of cloth here. You just zip it off and pull off the legs. Gets a little tricky when you try to put it back on. But they come off very easily."
Max observed the scene. All of the sudden Logan seemed so relaxed and calm. she was grateful about the way the woman treated him, she had seen how other people reacted when they had to deal with a guy in a wheelchair. And she had been a little worried about going shopping because of that.
Logan was now busy, zipping off the other leg and shoving it down to his feet. "Great! So how do I convert this shirt to a long-sleeved one now?" he joked. "Seems to be a little cold still for this."
The saleswoman got up and looked around. "What about the sweater I gave you? How did you like it? Or ...let me see, maybe you'd like to try this one." She reached out and selected a baby blue cotton long-sleeve shirt with a V-neck. "This should be more adequate."
Max suddenly remembered the dress in her hands and turned towards the dressing room.
Logan looked at her and smiled. "You're gonna try this on? I though you were not very good at this-and besides you brought your stuff," he teased. "Looks pretty hot though, " he added quickly, his mood seemingly better than ever. Max mumbled something that sounded pretty much like 'Shut up' before she hurried to close the curtain, not wanting him to see her blush already again.
The older woman giggled. "You two are a nice couple."
Logan didn't bother to object. He felt totally relaxed. For the first time in months, he actually liked what he saw in the mirror. He liked those new fresh clothes. In contrast to all the other clothes he had, they didn't remind him of what he had looked like standing up tall in front of the mirror, priding himself in his whole athletic body and tight ass. He just liked the way they looked on him now and Max obviously liked them, too.
"Let me try those other pieces," he said returning to the dressing room.
Max slowly undressed herself. She was confused. Only minutes ago they had been in a serious fight, and now Logan actually flirted with her. She couldn't find another word for it. Gracefully she slipped into the dress and felt immediately comfortable, the soft fabric played around her knees and it fit perfectly. A little disappointed she noticed that she didn't have the right shoes to go with it, and the saleswoman had been right, she would need fitting underwear. Besides, she reminded herself, they were on the run chased by Mafia gangsters, she didn't need a dress like that.
"Does it fit?" The gentle voice of the older woman woke her from her thoughts and she turned to check her back in the mirror. then she opened the curtain and slipped outside. "What do you think?"
"Wow, honey-you look incredible!" the woman exclaimed. "Seriously this dress looks like it was made for you!"
Max smiled. "I really feel great in it. Like I'm a different person."
"Turn around for me please."
Max did as she was told and grinned from ear to ear. She really felt beautiful, maybe for the first time.
"Yeah, that's perfect. You will have all eyes on you...Do you have the right shoes to go with it? Unfortunately we don't have shoes, but there is a very exquisite little shoe store just a few minutes down the road."
"I don't know. You know, this is not what I would usually wear..."
"Oh but you really should! If I had that figure of yours...I tell you I'd be wearing all those beautiful dresses!"
"It's just, I can't afford it, and..." she was not going to ask Logan for the money, and she sure as hell was not going to rob this nice lady.
"Why don't we ask your ..friend what he thinks about it?" the woman insisted.
"Logan, he...look, maybe I should just get out of this dress..." She looked in the mirror again.
Logan had overheard part of their conversation and now stepped in. "Hey Max! Won't you let me see what's so beautiful on you? After all you saw me, now it's my turn to see you, don't you think?" he said loud enough for her to hear through the curtain. Max didn't know what to say, but the other woman decided for her. She grabbed Max's arm and made her cross the store towards Logan's dressing room. Max nervously bite her lip while waiting for Logan to appear. Gosh, that suddenly felt so wrong, how had she ended up in this mess?
Logan was sitting there clad in the baby blue long sleeved shirt and the black pair of cargo pants, waiting for Max to appear. When she came in sight it took his breath away. The saleswoman had been absolutely right. The dress was perfect, like it had been made for her. The soft fabric caressed her beautiful body in a way that made Logan gasp.He was at a loss of words.
Max nervously bit her lips. All she had been planning on was getting Logan something to dress and then continue to run. This totally caught her off guard.
"So that says pretty much everything," the saleswoman said at Logan's reaction breaking the silence.
Max smiled down at him. "What do you think?"
Logan had a hard time keeping himself from plainly staring at the beautiful woman in front of him. "I...You look...beautiful." he stuttered.
Max smile widened, she shyly responded. "Thanks."
"You're welcome..."Logan said confused, tearing his gaze from her.
Then she took his appearance in and her heart jumped. God, he was gorgeous. "You don't look too bad either."
Logan smiled at her words. This shopping tour really brought his spirits up. Now he just had to convince Max to let him pay for the dress.
"I'm gonna undress it..."She suddenly felt uncomfortable under his intense gaze and turned on her heels.
Logan thought about shouting something after her. Instead he just turned to the saleswoman and said: "I'd like to buy all those clothes and that dress, could you pack those? He handed her the clothes that were lying on the stool inside the dressing room. And do you mind if I keep those on right away?" he asked.
"No problem." She smiled at him. "You know she needs shoes to go with it?"
Logan smiled: "I'll be glad if she lets me pay for that dress." he replied.
"Once she owns the dress it will be easier to convince her."
"I hope so," Logan raised his eyebrows, then gripped the wheels of his chair to follow the woman to the counter.
She took the rest of Logan's new clothes and preceded him to the desk. "She is a really beautiful young woman. You are very lucky."
Logan sighed. Yes, he was lucky. Lucky to have met her in the first place, lucky to have her by his side now. He still couldn't believe she had dropped it all for him.
When Max returned from the dressing room she still carried the dress. "Where do you want me to put it?"
"Just give it to me." The saleswoman took it and stuffed it into a paper bag she handed Logan, smiling.
"Why did you do that? I didn't ask you to..."
"But I wanted to buy that dress for you. I thought you really liked it. Besides I get something out of it also, right?" he smiled cockily.
"Oh, you..." She gently slapped him across his spiky hair. His mood was apparently contagious.
She grinned even wider. "You know, actually...I can't wear the dress without fitting shoes- and underwear."
If possible at all, Logan's smile broadened even more. "I'd be glad to be your fashion advisor."
The saleswoman laughed. "In that case I can tell you where to find the other things you need. I already told you about that shoe store down the street. And only two blocks further, there is a nice little store for delicates. Very friendly staff."
"Okay, we'll check those." Logan said, picking up the bag and putting it on his lap.
Max smiled happily. "Thank you so much for your help." She stretched out her hand to shake the other woman's one. Something she hardly felt comfortable doing.
"You're welcome," the woman said. "And all the best to you two! Have a nice stay here!" She held the door open for the couple and waved after them.
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Soooooo...? What do you think? Like the choice of clothes? ;-) Let us know!