Chapter 5

Mac, looking over the Armani suits, picked out three she would love to see AJ in. "Here, AJ, these are wonderful suits with ties to match, try them on- please!" she begged, just as she saw he was about to say no.

Taking the suits to the dressing room, he came back with the charcoal gray pin striped one on. Mac thought he looked so handsome. It was going to be hard playing his wife without letting him know how she felt. "AJ, you look splendid!"

Doing a double take at her, he stood in front of the triple mirrors. "We need shoes for the length-but the crotch, it's too loose, I think," explained Josef, reaching over and tugging at the inseam of the pants.

Stepping back, AJ commanded, "Keep your fingers to yourself, Josef."

The little man jumped back. Mac went to the aid of her new husband; she decided if they were ever to finish today, she would need to step in. She grabbed a measuring tape and walked over to AJ. "If I may, we need your measurements, husband," she explained as calmly as possible.

"You two should practice terms of endearments. It's going to look pretty strange if you call each other husband and wife or by your first names all the time. Remember, AJ, you love Sarah and want to give her a baby," stressed Clay.

"Well, Darlin', just measure your little heart out. Better, Webb!" growled AJ, already fed up with shopping.

Sarah, clearing her throat, stepped up and placed the tape at AJ's inseam causing him to jump, "Sorry, dear, but we need a correct measurement for your suits, and it's me or Josef," smiled Sarah, really into shopping now.

Giving it a quick thought, and knowing the suits wouldn't fit with Sarah measuring him, AJ looked over at Webb, who was enjoying this far too much, "Webb, get me a pair of shoes or it won't matter who does the measurements. Sarah, Darlin', I think we had better let Josef do them, since he is the professional," AJ glared at the fat little man.

Webb came back with a pair of size twelve, Bocco Bucci Navarra shoes which cost $l60.00 a pair, and AJ complained they hurt his feet. Then they brought out some Versace shirts for $350.00 each. Once completely outfitted, AJ looked like a million dollars and made the comment, "Good God! I'm wearing a year's pay for a Navy man, it's a crying shame!"

Clay smiled at Josef, "We'll take the other two suits, since Sarah has such great taste, and pull up some socks and underwear to go along with them."

"No underwear, Josef," replied AJ, and Mac grinned at the thought of him going commando, before he continued, looking at Webb, "I'll wear my own. I don't believe they'll be checking us that closely."

"Okay, you win-no underwear. But we will need after-shave, Josef," said Clay running his had nervously through his hair. "I don't think the extremely wealthy, wear Old Spice." This was turning out to be much harder than he had expected and he hadn't mentioned the tux. Over at the counter, Josef was showing a difficult AJ what he had to offer in the way of after shaves.

Sarah slipped up and handed AJ the Paul Sebastian after-shave, when he had tried it, he frowned. Sarah smiled, "This smells wonderful on you, and it's not that expensive. You can buy it in most malls I've seen while shopping around." Leaning over, she patting a little of it on both cheeks, since Josef had cleaned them of Old Spice. "Ummm, delicious. Yes, this is the one for you, darling."

As they were leaving Clay leaned over and whispered, "Josef, add a tux and trimmings to everything else, and have it all delivered to Mr. Chegwidden."

"Of course, Mr. Webb, same agreement?" asked the greedy little man.

Clay nodded and hurried up to catch up with AJ and Sarah.

To be continued….