"You know what, guys? You'll choose for me, because I have no idea what I want to wear.
"You're sure? I mean you will have the dress on, not us."
"I'll just try some, and you'll tell me what you like the most." I replied to Weiss.
He looks at me unsure, then at Vaughn, as if silently asking what he thinks about it. He approves by nodding, and the two of them head toward another rack.
I shout out, "Uhm, the dresses are here!"
"Yeah, we know, but we've seen some great ones over there you should try."
I follow them, and they tell me to go sit and that they'll join me there. I obey and there I am, on really big and comfortable couch, waiting for them to be back. I picked up a magazine, opened it and saw pictures of happy weddings, beautiful white dresses worn by smilling brides. I hope that one day I'll be one of these women, that one day I'll find the love of my life. But I already have him, or at least I know who he is. But now only time can help us to heal. I'm stirred from my daydream by two men approching, arms full of clothes. I can't help but laugh.
"What are you doing with all that?"
"You told us to choose, so we chose. Now it's your turn to work."
"It's gonna take me hours!"
"No, it's only a few dresses to try. You could've done worse."
"I wouldn't be so sure about that..."
With that I take the first
one on the pile and come into a fitting room. I quickly take off my
own clothes and put on the dress. I stand in front of them, pulling a
long face, and both shake their heads.
I laugh slighly. "Ok,
next one."
I turn back and close the drape behind me to
change again. I come out and get the same reaction "No, next!"
and so it is for the next six dresses. As I'm about to pick up
another one, Weiss hands me a red dress.
"Try this one,
Vaughn picked it up". I look at him and a shy smile crosses his
face. It's a three-quarter length, V-neck, spaghetti straps, and a
flowing skirt. It hugs my body in all the right places. How could he
know what would fit me so perfectly? He must remember my body better
than I thought. I came out and the men stay speechless, staring at me
intensely. I finally break the silence.
"So, what do you think of this one?"
Weiss nudged Vaughn slightly, who couldn't stop looking at me.
"Uh...you're...amazing.'
"Yeah, astonishing," Weiss adds.
"Thanks. So...do you think I should buy this one?"
"Definitely"
At least Vaughn still knows how to speak. He looks down, avoiding my gaze, while Weiss collects the other dresses and goes toward the rack to replace them. Vaughn eventually looks up at me. I'm standing a few feet in front of him after coming back from the fitting room, the dress on one arm, my jeans and shirt on again.
"So, do you like it?"
"Yeah, you chose really well. Thank you."
"You're welcome."
We settle in a comfortable silence for a few minutes before I suggest a plan.
"So...uhm...will you have lunch with Weiss and me?"
"Yeah, why not."
"Good. And...uhm...what are you planning to do this afternoon? Because Weiss and I thought we could do some Christmas shopping, since we didn't have time with work and all...You don't have to if you don't want, its just it could be nice having an afternoon all three of us. But it's up to you. So..." Great, now you're rambling!
"I'm not sure, I don't know a lot of people to whom I'll offer something this year."
"Oh. "
"Yeah, you know, just my mother, and Weiss."
"Did someone say my name?" Weiss asked, finally stoping flirting with one of the clerks and joining us.
"Yeah, Vaughn was thinking about wheter or not to come with us this afternoon."
"He will!"
"Why?" obviously Vaughn doesn't know what Weiss's planning for him.
"Yeah, I've a...meeting, at the end of afternoon, so you could drive Sydney home after our shopping."
"I can take a cab." I protested
"No, no, I'll give you a ride, it's OK."
"I don't want to-"
"I said it was no problem. Besides I don't have anything else to do today, it'll be a pleasure," argued Vaughn.I gave up quickly
"OK."
"So, let's get lunch, I'm starving!"
With that I pay for my dress and we head toward a little restaurant.