Excerpt

Today was my 3rd time this week wearing this outfit. Marcus clearly noticed.
"Let me take you shopping" he suggested.
No. "Hell no."
"Sweetie, you need clothes."
I shook my head.
"Sar, let Marcus take you. He's really good at shopping" Mitch encouraged.
"Fine. But I hate shopping"

Mere hours later, Marcus and I were on 5th Avenue.
"I can't do this." I protested "This isn't right for me. Especially not places like these"
He smiled and held my arm tighter "This is perfect for you. You need something as sophisticated and awesome as you"
He pulled me into Sacks and my stomache sank.
The first thing he picked up was this absolutely gorgeous mini-dress. A piece of me wanted it. Like really wanted it. But it wasn't the type of thing I could pull off and my god it was expensive. My eyes widened in shock at that label.
"I can't pay for that!"
He laughed at me "First, you can pay for it. Second, I'll pay."
"I can't..." I tried to protest
"Just try it on. I'll get you some other stuff."
In the dressing room I practically had a panic attack.
"Sarahhhh. Let me see you"
I crept out.
"You look gorgeous."
I shrugged. It didn't feel like me.
"Something's wrong with you." Marcus shook his head and grabbed my wrist. He pulled me in front of the mirror. "Seeee? You look beyond pretty."
I shrugged. "I guess. It's kind of cute. We'll see."
"Well, we're getting it. And I'm going to get you some other things that we'll look this gorgeous on you."