Come What May, Pt. 7
Oliver puts on the leather jacket, and we both exit the dressing room to look in the full length mirror right outside. “We look great, don’t we?â? I say, running my hands down my sides in the leather dress. “Yeah, we doâ?, Oliver agrees. He looks right into my eyes. I gaze back at him. “Oh my god, you two look awesome!!â? the store attendant says in a loud, excited tone, breaking us out of our trance. “Are you two a couple?â?
“No, she’s my band mate’s girlâ?, Oliver answers in a dark tone. “Um, let’s change back into our gear now, ok?â? As we are changing our outfits, Oliver laughs. “If you haven’t noticed, I liked dressing you. You’re like some gorgeous life sized doll. Is that weird?â?
“Yeah, it’s weird. But not in a bad way.â? I reach out touch his blond curls. “You’re fun, you know that?â? I say, smiling up at him, and he grins. “Thanks.â? Then we realize that we’re still standing there, in really close proximity to one another, both barely dressed. â?We really should finish dressing,â? he says in a low tone.