"Okay." Xander obliged her and fastened the bra straps together much quicker than she would have been able to.
"I need you to do something for me."
"Yes, of course." He spent a second or two trying to figure out why Chloe was apprehensive.
She reached into the fitting room and grabbed her shirt. "You seen those two out there? The black guy and the other girl?"
"Yes, what about them?"
"I know them, and I can’t be seen by them."
"Okay?"
"I thought they’d leave by now, but they’re still there. Can you distract them for me while I sneak past and leg it?"
Xander chuckled. "Wow, they must have seriously upset you."
"Don’t f**k about, Xander," Chloe was deadly serious. She picked up her handbag and phone and nodded out into the storefront. "I don’t get it. Why won’t they f*****g leave, m
