The company had sent William a car along with a driver. By ten, we were walking out of the hotel, still dressed in the outfit we had worn yesterday.
With a hand resting on the small of my back, Will led me to the car and pulls open the door to the backseat for me, shutting it when I was already seated.
We were driven to the shopping district and the first thing Mal did was drag me into the first store we saw. My eyes almost popping out of my head as I stared at the large Gucci logo. I tried to protest but Will wasn’t haven’t it.
He finally wears me down and soon I had an armful of clothes and I was a giggling mess.
“Will, we have to stoppppp. . .” I whines, bumping the armful of clothes against his body.
William finally looks at the clothes I had in my arms. He takes them all fro
