FORTY NINE

Cheska

“What do you think about this one?”

Prince looked up at me and stood up. I twirled around to give him a full view of the dress. He placed down the newspaper and looked at me from head to toe before speaking.

“It’s great. Just like the other seven ones. You might have no ass and a flat chest, but you’re still sexy to me.”

“Really Prince?” I placed both hands on my waist and frowned.

“Sweetheart, it’s just a dinner party with a few celebrities that are not even half as beautiful as you are. He picked up the red dress I had thrown on the chair beside him. “I liked how this gripped your body, extremely sexy.”

“The fact that you like it means I’m not wearing it.”

“Oh, God. Women are so complicated.” He turned and signaled to the store assistant to come over. When she did, he told her to take all the dresses to the cashier and he would purchase all of them.

“You don’t have to do that.”

“Hurry and get out of that dress. I might as well buy all of them and you do a whole runway