*Chloe*
Bravissimo. Nora Gardner. M.M. LaFleur.
I knew of these places, of course. I'd passed by them many times on trips to New York City. Yet I'd never been inside of one until Alex took me. I wasn't used to shopping with a personal concierge, or having so many people flock and fawn all over me.
Did I feel like a princess? Yeah, I kind of did. Did It make me feel special, like Daddy's treasure? Again, the answer was yes.
I even managed to put my guilty feelings of indulgence aside for the shopping excursion. Alex was right. He could afford it. Hell, he probably could have bought the whole damn store and not seen a dent in his savings.
I felt weird at first because of our age difference, but nobody seemed to mind. What wound up being more important was how well we got along with each
