?WINGLESS AND BEAUTIFUL?
?EPISODE 50?
It took me a moment to realize that we were already
inside the gift shop. Hunter still hadn’t put me down. He was watching me as I stared at the rings on his necklace.
Sht!
“Umm… you can put me down now,” I said, peeling my
eyes away from him.
He walked over to the couch and gently settled me
there.
“What’s your size?”
“Don’t worry, I’ll manage. You can go now.” Although I
did wonder how I was gonna manage that. I only had about
ten bucks in my back pocket.
And this gift shop looked
posher than the thrift shop I originally intended to go to.
But Hunter refused to give up. “What’s your size?”
I sighed. “Seven.”
He went over to the counter to speak to the saleslady
and after a minute, he came back with a pair of yellow flip-
flop sandals.
He bent down, holding a sandal in his hands and
reached out for my foot with his other hand.
“W-wait!” I protested. “I can do that myself.”
I tried to yank my foot away, but he was already holding
my ankle.
“Stop complaining, Allison,” he scolded me.
He gently placed the slipper on my foot. It fit perfectly.
He took my other foot and slipped on the other slipper.
The wedge flip-flop was made of soft rubber, with an
ambigram logo of two T’s on the center of the straps. It was
comfortable and my feet looked very nice on them.
Hunter was looking down at them too. Then his glance
crept from my feet, to my legs and up to my body until he
locked eyes with mine.
When he realized that I was
watching him, he turned away, looking embarrassed that I
caught him checking me out.
I thought of a similar time
when he caught me checking him out.
Now, we’re even!
He went to the counter and handed the saleslady a
plastic card.
“Hey, wait!” I walked over to him. “You cannot pay for
these!”
“I just did,” he said when the saleslady handed back his
card.
“I’ll pay you back,” I said. “I left my wallet in the locker
room. I have some cash here…”
I reached for my back pocket for some money.
“Leave it, Allison. Consider it a gift.”
“Why would you give me a gift?”
I asked, raising a brow
at him. He didn’t acknowledge me before and half the time,
he looked angry at me. And now, he was buying me a
present. “How much was this anyway?”
I took the receipt from the saleslady so I could look at
the price. I gasped. It was more than a hundred bucks. “For
a beach sandal?” I asked the saleslady in disbelief.
“Umm… it’s Tory Burch, Ma’am,” the saleslady politely
said.
Hunter snatched the receipt from me. He crumpled it in
his hand and tossed it on the waste bin behind the counter
with perfect precision.
“It looks good on you,” he complimented. “You don’t
have to pay me back.”
“Yes, I do,” I said firmly.
“I’m not gonna be a charity
case. I’ve had more than my fair share of people pitying me
and giving me free stuff because they felt bad for me.”
He raised a brow at me. “And you think I’m doing this
because I feel bad for you?”
“Why else would you bother?”
“Because you’re m…” he started saying but then he
stopped short.
“Never mind.” He sighed heavily. “If you wanna pay me, it’s up to you. But I will only accept payment in kind.”
“What do you want?”
He shrugged. “I will let you know when I thought of
something.”
I nodded. “But please don’t take too long. I don’t like
owing people.”
“Fine.”
“Anyway, thank you,” I said. “I need to get back to
Denise.”
He nodded again, not saying anything.
“Bye,” I said and turned to leave and look for Denise. I
could only hope that she didn’t notice my new designer
sandals.
I left, without a backward glance, trying my best to walk
a straight line and breathe evenly.
Hunter Vaughn could well be the death of me!
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TO BE CONTINUED
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