A Few Minutes Later..
"I'm back!" Said, Isla excitingly.
Aiden, looked at her then the stuff she has picked. "Isla-" He said, shockingly.
"I know, I know." She threw the clothes on the floor, and looked at him.
"Huh."
She puts her warm hand on his face. "I know."
"But-" He put his hand on her arm, holding it.
"Now, go in and try them." She, smiled picking up the clothes from the floor.
"Here." She, hands them.
He takes them from her, and enters the fitting room.
Minutes Later..
"Hey, are you good in there?"
"Yeah.." He opens the curtains.
"Wow!" Said, Isla in a surprising tone.
"Will you help me zip it?" He, said.
"Of course." She starts zipping his gown.
"You look beautiful." She said, looking at Aiden through the mirror.
"Really?" He says, in relief.
"Yes, really. Are you satisfied with it?" She, smiled.
"I am." He, smiled back.
"Well then, we'll take it to the cashier just let me handle it." She said, unzipping the gown.
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I'm not Aiden, I'm Avery.
Teen FictionAiden, moved to New York with his grandma after his parents passed away. Which meant, he'd start a new life there. But was Aiden really happy? Would he feel safe, because he's soft and tender unlike manly guys?
