An hour later we were settling our bill, I insisted on paying for lunch and left Krista a large tip. I grabbed my bags of clothing from the lingerie shop and Tristan carried the bags of dessert. We headed for the truck. Apparently the dress shop was on the other side of the plaza, about a mile from the diner.
We loaded into the vehicle, making sure our dessert bags wouldn’t tip over on the ride. I tucked my lingerie bags under my seat after folding them closed so nothing would slide out and no one could peek. It was a short trip across the shopping area and Tristan pulled into a parking spot just down from the shop.
Kami was out the door before Tristan even shut it off. Thomas and Will were scrambling to get out before Kami could run off without anyone. Thankfully she was waiting on me.
