We get to the mall, and Dahvie practically jumps out of the car. I smile at his energy; he's just like a little kid at a candy store.

"Slow down," I tell him, "There's no rush."

Dahvie stops and turns to me.

"Sorry Jayy," he says, "But you know how I get when it comes to shopping."

Indeed I do. Dahvie spends more time in the mall then some girls do.

"Its ok," I say, extending my hand to him, "Just walk with me."

Dahvie takes my hand and we start for the mall. Once we're there he immediately pulls me towards a store filled with clothes. He wastes no time in leafing throught the racks of clothes and pulling random items out. As we get to the checkout, Dahvie reaches for his wallet and I stop him.

"No," I tell him, "My treat."

"You sure?" He asks, looking at the pile of clothes, "There's a lot here, maybe I should put some stuff back."

"Don't worry about it," I assure him, "I'd do anything for you."

Dahvie smiles as the cashier rings everything up and I hand her my credit card. Dahvie takes his bags and we leave the store in search for another. On our left, we spot a dress shop and we shoot a knowing glance at each other.

"Wanna play a game?" I ask him.

"Let me guess," Dahvie says, "We pick out a dress and the other person has to try it on?"

"You catch on fast," I tell him, "So what do you think?"

"Could be interesting...let's do it."

On that note we both walk into the shop and start to look at dresses. One in particular catches my eye. Its a little maid's dress; complete with the apron and head dress. Dahvie would look adorable in that. I take it off of the rack and start to look for Dahvie. I find him waiting by the holding a short crimson dress.

"What took you so long?" He asks me.

"Had to find something perfect for you," I say, holding up the small black dress. Dahvie turns a deep shade of pink as he gingerly reaches out and takes the dress from me. I take the red one from him and we walk into separate dressing rooms.

I waste no time in shedding my clothes off and slipping the little red number on. Its a little shorter than I thought it was; the bottom of the skirt barely covers my ass. There's no sleeves and the cut on the top of the dress is low enough to show my tattoos. I walk out of the dressing room and see Dahvie standing near the door of the room next to me. Damn, was I right about the maid's dress. The skirt falls just above his knees; and the headdress is perched perfectly in his black and lavender hair. No human being has ever looked more beautiful than Dahvie at this exact moment.

"Damn," I say as I approach him, "You look even more beautiful than I thought you would."

Dahvie turns and blushes, "Thanks Jayy, you look incredible too. I love how you're tattoos accent the dress."

I place a hand on Dahvie's cheek and tilt his head up to look at me. My gaze runs from his eyes to his full lips. The urge to taste him again is overwhelming, but my brain nags me about how he wants to take things slow and I slowly back away from him.

"We should get changed back into our old clothes," I tell him, "We'll grab a bite to eat then call it a day."

Dahvie says nothing, but walks back into the changing room. I do the same and as I pull my regular clothes back on, my phone vibrates. Realizing I got a text message, I open my messenger app.

Glad to see you two are having fun.

Just remember, I'll be keeping an eye on you

See you soon...

PS- Red suits you.

I recognize the number as coming from Lucian and a chill cuts through me. How did he know where we were? Forget that, how did he see us, when I didn't see him? It is possible I just didn't realize he was there; but the thought that he can watch us so easily is unsettling. I finish getting dressed and meet Dahvie outside of the dressing rooms. We put the dresses back and leave. On the way home from the mall we stop for burgers at a cafe. After dinner we head home and on the way; it starts raining.

We pull into the driveway and I turn the ignition off. Dahvie grabs all his shopping bags out of the backseat and we head for the door. He pulls out his house key and unlocks the door; but before he opens the door he turns to face me.

"Thanks for today," he tells me, "I had a lot of fun."

"Anytime Dahves," I say, "I had fun too."

Our gazes lock, but my eyes drop to Dahvie's lips again. I try to resist, but the temptation is too great. I lightly press my lips against Dahvie's, but this time instead of tensing up he happily returns the kiss. Our tongues dance and I hold him close. The rain comes down and soaks both of us; but neither one of us cares. After a minute we pull apart.

"I really think we have something special," he continues after the kiss, "What do you think?"

"I think so too," I tell him and he smiles.

"I also think we should take some time off from the new record. To, you know, spend some time on us."

"I like that idea," I tell him, "But what do we say to the fans?"

"You know I don't like that word."

"Ok, what do we tell our family?"

"The truth."

"You sure?"

"Yeah, they deserve to know why we're taking a break on the record."

"I understand that but you have to be absolutely sure this is what you want. People aren't gonna treat you the same when they know."

"I don't care Jayy. All I know is that I want us to be together; regardless of how people treat me."

"Ok then. If you're absolutely sure then let's do it."

"Jayy, I've never been more sure about anything in my life."

I smile and reach my hand out to him, "Then lets go make our relationship official."

Dahvie takes my hand and we walk into the house. Today's been great, and things our only gonna get better for us.