You Of All People

At the beginning he was awkward, not knowing where to place his eyes so he decided to just observe her. Seeing her browse with delight in her eyes, made him feel happy and ticklish in his stomach.

'I didn't think spending money on someone can feel this wonderful', thought to himself but was interrupted when Violet asked him something.

"Hey K, do you think this will look great on me?" teased Violet mischievously. She was too absorbed in her memories earlier that when she stepped back and hit someone, she was shocked at first but when she looked, it was just her hubby. Seeing him look at her and not anywhere else, she wanted to tease him for a bit.

Then Violet placed the lingerie in front of her body to demonstrate and waited for his answer.

"Loo-looks perfect on you" said King timidly as he scratched his ear with one hand. Then for a moment there when he was looking at her, he saw her n.a.k.e.d in front of him. He immediately blinked and wiped his eyes repeatedly. And when he looked back, he saw her clothed again.

"Hehe good to hear that" said Violet with amus.e.m.e.nt and quickly went back to pick lingerie around the whole store.

After Violet walked away, King saw her n.a.k.e.d again. His eyes wide open as memories from their wedding night poured and filled his mind. It didn't take long but his surroundings faded away. He suddenly found himself in a world where there was only the two of them. Absorbed in each other's embrace. Like nothing else in the world matters aside from that moment when being with her. He indulged himself in reminiscence. Her soft touches, how her skin felt against his, her expressions, her voice and whimpers, how she held and gripped him. He never felt this connected towards someone before. When he was with her, he felt so warm and felt that he was finally home.

Then something pulled him out of his reverie, the world he saw earlier disappeared and the world he saw right now when he woke up was her face in front of him.

"Where did your mind wander off to? I'll be right back, I'll try some on" said Violet with mischief and left him to go to the fitting area.

King followed her subconsciously into the area and almost knocked his nose to the door when she closed the fitting room she picked.

He was suddenly conscious of himself. He looked down in his body and thought, 'Shit'.

He looked around the room to distract and calm himself down. The doors to the fitting rooms and ceiling were painted black. Attached to the ceiling were pink chandeliers. In the middle of the room was an ivory colored tufted round sofa chair without a backrest. On top of it was throw pillows consisting of three colors, gold, silver and red. Underneath the chair was a huge velvet rug covering the whole room.

He quietly sat himself by the chair. Behaving himself while waiting for her and occasionally hearing the shuffling of clothes outside her fitting room. Trying his best not to think of her.

'3.1415926535897932384...' King diligently counted the digits of pie.

[YoureMySun: No wonder Hardin calls him Sugar Daddy XD]