"Johnathon" Charlotte snapped, bringing my attention back to her "stop daydreaming. What do you think?" she asked.
While I had been ruminating, she had stepped into the dressing room located next to the bags and quickly changed into the dress. I made a conscious effort to look at her, raking my gaze up and down, aware that she was beginning to eye me suspiciously. If she knew that I was thinking about Flair...I shuddered to even think what her reaction would be.
"You look absolutely stunning, like a goddess," I told her appreciatively, caressing her shoulder while Karen nodded enthusiastically "the garment was made for you my love."
She beamed at me. "Great, then we'll take that, the bag and the shoes," she said decisively, stepping back into the dressing room as I exhaled in relief.
