“You can’t come back here,” Lillian hissed, pushing at Luce who’d walked into the ladies changing room like he owned the place. “Luce—”
“It’s fine, isn’t it?” he asked the attendant, offering her a sweet smile.
She blinked slowly, her cheeks turning a light pink. “Yes. Of course.”
“See?” he said, ushering her toward a stall.
“Luce, really—”
He pushed her in, shutting the door after her, and she stared down at the clothing in her arms, all five outfits that she really didn’t really need. “Hurry up, Lily. We don’t have all day.”
Puffing her cheeks, she glared at her reflection in the mirror.
She guessed she couldn’t just wear his clothing all day long, right?
. . .
“See? That wasn’t so bad, was it?” he grinned, tugging at her new dress.
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