He slowly pulled away from her, his eyes filled with longing before forcing himself to say "C'mon, you still need stuff' and grabbed her hand tight as he led her upstairs and toward a quaint-looking boutique tucked away between a large music store and a holiday shop. Cherokee gasped as she walked inside, there was underwear of every color and style, silk camisoles with lace trim, and all varieties of nightwear.
A young redhead shied her way toward them eyeing up Brown's muscles through his shirt, "Hi, my name is Monalisa, can I help you with anything?" she purred toward him, emphasizing the last word whilst looking at him through lidded eyes. She placed her hand on Brown's arm causing Cherokee to bristle, she couldn't help it, "mine!" her mind roared, Brown looked at the salesgirl with a
