asy kill—“you’ll look hot for your husband.”
I blink at her, slightly shocked. We’re going clubbing? I don’t do clubbing.
Kate laughs at my expression. She seems more relaxed now that she’s away
from Elliot. “We should throw some shapes this evening,”
she says.
“Go try it on,” Mia orders, and reluctantly I head for the changing room.
While I wait for Kate and Mia to emerge from the dressing room, I stroll to the
shop window and look out, unseeing, across the main street. The soul
compilation continues: Dionne Warwick is singing
“Walk On By.” Another great song—one of my mother’s fa一vorites. I glance
down at The Dress in my hand. Dress is perhaps an overstatement. It’s
backless and very short, but Mia has declared it a winner, perfect for dancing
the night away. Apparently, I need shoes, too, and a large chunky necklace,
which we’ll source next. Rolling my eyes, I reflect once more on how lucky I
am to ha一ve Caroline Acton, my own personal shopper.
Through the boutique window I’m distracted by the sight of Elliot. He has
appeared on the other side of the leafy main street, climbing out of a large
Audi. Elliot pes into a store as if to duck out of the rain. Looks like a jewelry
store . . . maybe he’s looking for that watch battery. He emerges a few
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Fuck! He’s talking to Gia! What the hell is she doing here?
As I watch, they hug briefly and she holds her head back, laughing
animatedly at something he says. He kisses her cheek then runs to the
waiting car. She turns and heads down the street, and I gape after her. What
was that about? I turn anxiously toward the dressing rooms, but there’s still no
sign of Kate or Mia.
I glance at Taylor, where he’s waiting outside the store. He catches my eye
then shrugs. He’s witnessed Elliot’s little encounter, too. I blush,
embarrassed to ha一ve been caught snooping. Turning back, Mia and Kate
emerge, both of them laughing. Kate looks at me quizzically.
“What
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