A/N: There was a scene in here (those who read this know what I'm talking about) and unfortunatley i decided to change it. Sorry, i just realised that it was similar to one of my other stories and i didn't want that. Don't worry they will have a scene like that, but not in this chapter (unless i can find a way to re-wrie it nicely!)
After promising not to go anywhere without him there, I sat in the limo next to him. I looked out the window more furious. Just because he is rich doesn’t mean he can order me around!
I felt a hand on my knee and I shivered.
“If you want any hope of living I would take that hand off,” I muttered. He didn’t. I looked toward him and was slammed against the door. Bloody hell!
He’s leaning on me fast asleep. Being between him and the door squished me. I was going to become a pancake. I leaned my head against the window closing my eyes. It was cold, I was annoyed, It was my birthday and someone else was kidnapping me. Oh god!
I woke up to find myself lying across the limousine seats covered in a jacket. I looked around, but there was no one in sight. Damn I fell asleep. What if he raped me? I scolded myself for falling asleep, but thank god, he didn’t, that just raised his respect from negative 100 to negative 99.
I saw him; he was leaning against the limo outside looking out into the ocean. We’re at the ocean! I got out of the limo and stood outside letting the cold air brush my hair free from the tangle.
“Ready?” he asked I gave him a confused look. He headed back into the limo and I followed him. But I just got out!
“We’re leaving already?” I asked looking longingly at the ocean, I had always love the sea.
“We’ll be back,” he said. I sat opposite this time, I didn’t want to be a pancake or fall asleep again in his presence. I could feel his eyes on me again. Would he just stop staring? There wasn’t anything to stare at. I played with my fingernails measuring how long they were. They’re pretty long in this case.
“We’re here,” he said opening the door for me. I stepped outside. He’s bringing me shopping? I glared at him and he smiled. I hated shopping; guess he didn’t know all my life after all. He climbed into the limo leaving me behind. Oi! What? I looked around what was I supposed to do stand here until he comes back. Definitely not! I was just about to head towards the exit when a woman ran towards me.
“Sorry I’m late and my you are much more beautiful then he described you, I’m Diana,” she said grabbing me. Huh? She started pulling me along and let's just say nothing was making sense to me.
“Look I know you are probably confused and annoyed at him, but he really is a fine gentleman,” she said taking me towards a private store. I scoffed and then quickly slapped a hand across my mouth as she smiled at me. They could kill me if they wanted, I really had to pay attention to what I was going to say.
“Try these on,” she said handing me a pile of dresses.
“Why?” I asked. She sighed and led me towards the change rooms. She led me through a door into the change rooms.
“Dominic is a harmless soul, he needs to go to his mate’s wedding today and he wanted to go with someone. He wanted to go with you to be precise. You have a great affect on him. I have never seen him so confused about anything. He called me at 5am asking me what to do. I have never seen him like that,” she said. She shut the door and went out the outer door closing that as well. Why in the world were there so many doors.
I stood in front of the full-length mirror in the changing room. I looked at the bright red dress with straps that I was wearing. No, definitely inappropriate I thought. The neck like was too low, the hem was excessively high, was it even meant to cover anything? I pulled it down, but it jumped right back up. This was not a wedding dress; this was a honeymoon dress. The dress clung to every curve not leaving anything to imagination. Yep it was a definite no.
“Diana, this one is too inappropriate for anything. How about something more sober?”
"What's wrong with it hun?"
I opened the door and peeked out and she smiled when she saw me, "Alright try this one," she said handing me another dress. It was long and it hda sleeves and I relaxed. I went back into the change room and slipped this one of chucking it asied and slipping this one back on.