Jordan's taking me to the mall in the city after work. He wants to have dinner and go see a movie, he's also offered to buy me a dress for Friday. "I don't really want to give them reason to think I'm a gold digger, I'll figure something out. Maybe I'll find one of my mom's dresses that could fit," I shut the register. "And if they don't? No one has to know I bought it for you. I know how badly you want to make a good first impression, and I just want to help if I can. Besides how many of your mom's clothes have fit you right?" I shrug, "A few things here and there." "Can we maybe go to a*****e, I promise we won't get anything if you don't want to, but I want to let you at least have fun trying stuff on. I want to spoil you and treat you like the princess you are to me," He wraps his a

