: Part 2
His eyes held that fiery, intense look, causing my heart to swell even more. And then, he urged, "Babe, quit fooling around, and let's get a move on."
Still grinning, I rose to my feet, grabbed my purse and clutch from the table, and confidently walked towards Ace on my brand-new Jimmy Choos, knowing that he was watching me closely.
As I drew near to him, I paused, bringing my hand, which was clutching my wrap, to rest against his chest. Leaning in, I anticipated what was to come next.
In a soft whisper, I mustered a heartfelt "Thanks, Ace," although I knew those words couldn't possibly convey the depth of my gratitude. It wasn't just about the fact that he had bought me the beautiful pair of shoes I had desired. It was more than that— it was the way he had paid attention
