“How do you know Tess would look good in it? You didn’t see it on her, did you?”

“I don’t need to see it on her. I can tell, this will be perfect for her.”

“But I’m not certain,” he said, tilting his head. “Why don’t you try it on yourself, and see if it really looks good?”

My eyes widened. “What? Why would I do that? And how can you decide if she’ll look good or not seeing it on me? I’m not her!”

He shrugged. “Your height and weight are almost the same as Tess. So, I don’t think there’d be a problem.”

“But—"

“No buts. You’re only wasting our time arguing over this. Just try this out, let me see you, and get done with it.” He cut me off. When he mentioned of seeing me, goosebumps crawled up my arms. And it didn’t help as his stormy grays grew stormier.

“Fine!” Glaring, I walked to the changing room. There were people around the shop, more men than women in our section.

I’d have to walk out in this thigh length sleeveless dress.

Slamming the door shut, I cursed under my breath for agreeing to help him and started undressing. I didn’t even know if it would fit.

It did fit. But it was tight as hell. I could barely breathe in it. He was wrong. We didn’t have the same weight. She was thinner than me, where I was the curvier one. Well, it was obvious as she was the girl who spent hours at the gym.

Once I was ready to go out, I tugged at the ends to somehow drag them a little lower and opened the door. I didn’t find him outside the door as I expected. In fact, I found him sitting comfortably on a bloodred leather couch, with his elbows on his knees.

And the most surprising thing was the whole shop was empty except for the sales girls of the shop.

SIXTEEN: TURN AROUND

Where did everyone disappear to?

I was looking around in confusion until I felt a pair of scorching eyes on me. Turning to him, I found his gaze following every curve of mine and cuts of the dress that exposed my sudden ultra-sensitive skin to him.

I bit my lip, not wanting to fidget under his stare. “Is it okay?”

With a tight nod, he beckoned me to him. Confused, I glided near. His eyes were still on my body as he handed me a black dress.

“Try this.”

When I unfolded it, my eyes widened. It was even shorter than the one I was flaunting right now. And as a cherry on the top, it was off shoulder and backless. What the hell? He could just pick a bikini for her instead!

“I’m not wearing it!”