Ava nodded.
“All you had to do was ask me,” he said, wiping her tears away. “There was no reason for you to get this upset.”
Ava took a couple of deep breaths and looked up at the leaves rustling on the limbs of the tree.
“Better?” he asked.
“Yeah, I think so.”
“We have a couple more stops to make.”
“What for?”
“Shoes, socks, that kind of stuff.”
“Do I really need all that?”
“Are you going on hikes with me in those?” he asked, pointing to her sandals.
At every store, Tabon picked out twice what she though
t she’d need.
“I can carry some of those,” she said, pointing to the bags he was lugging with him.
“Here’s the car,” he said, setting the bags on the sidewalk and clicking the fob to open the back hatch.
Ava walked over to the passenger door and waited for him to open it.
“We aren’t finished,” he said.
“What else could I possibly need?”
He didn’t answer, but took her hand, and pulled her into the next store.
“Oh,” she said when she looked around. “I don’t need any of…this.”
“Sure you do. I don’t like doing laundry.”
He walked straight over to a table that held all sorts of bra and panty sets, picking out several in her exact size.
“I don’t want to think about how you know my bra size,” she said.
He looked down at her breasts. “Am I wrong?”
Ava felt her cheeks heating and swatted at him. “No. Oh my God.”
He handed what he’d chosen to the waiting sales clerk and walked over to the nightie section.
“What’s your favorite color?” he asked.
“Midnight blue.”
“Hmm.” He ran his hands over the silky lingerie, and picked out a couple, one pale pink, the other seafoam green. “These are my favorites,” he whispered before asking the saleswoman if she had anything in midnight blue.
“Would you like a fitting room?” she asked once Razor had added several other items to the woman’s already heavily laden arms.
“They’ll fit,” he answered, motioning in the direction of the checkout area.