Haylee’s POV
That evening after work, I made sure to march straight into the boutique, $1,200 richer and no shame in my heart. The second I walked in, the saleswoman from last time spotted me. She raised an eyebrow, clearly trying to hold back a smirk.
“Oh?” she teased. “I thought you said you weren’t going to think about it.”
I grinned. “Yeah, well. Turns out, I didn’t have a choice.”
She folded her arms. “Didn’t have a choice… or found someone to buy it for you?” she asked, trying to tease me.
I gasped, clutching my chest dramatically. “How dare you suggest such a thing?”
She laughed, shaking her head. “You are a very funny lady. I assume you’re here to finally take it home?”
“Oh, absolutely.” I said, pulling out my card and handing it over. “And I won’t even be trying it on, I n
