“Honey, I’m just asking you to choose a dress,” Andrew says. “Why do there have to be conditioned?”
“Because it makes me happy,” she answers. “It’s the only way I’ll choose.”
Andrew narrows his eyes, but a smile plays around the corner of his mouth. He turns to face her and nods.
“You’re quite the negotiator,” he says. “Okay tell me—what are your conditions?”
“I want to go out today,” she says. “Can I ask one the drivers to take me around? I need to run some errands.”
“That’s not a problem,” Andrew says, his smile getting larger. “I really feel like we’ve turned a new page in our relationship—you’re not sneaking around behind my back anymore.”
Andrea shrugs. Even if she didn’t tell Andrew her plans, he’d find them out anyway. She’s sure that the drivers and servants are under str
