sweet nature…
God! I fucking hate shopping! How in the world did I let Bailey and Chris talk me into this? We’ve been at it for hours. We’re supposed to be picking something out for Bailey to wear for her and Jaxon’s anniversary, but no matter what we find, it’s not good enough. I’m dead on my feet and want to pull my hair out.
I only agreed because Bailey begged me to. I love the damn girl and it’s hard to say no to her when she gets that pathetic pleading look in her eyes. Bailey’s not only wrapped Jaxon around her finger, but everyone she meets gets sucked in. She’s such a sweet girl; you can’t help but love her. No wonder Jaxon fell for her so fast.
This is the fifth shop that we’ve been to. Bailey’s in the dressing room trying on her fiftieth dress it seems. I’m sitting on one of the soft comfortable chairs sipping my caramel latté, while Chris browses the lingerie section. What seems like an hour later, but couldn’t be no more than five minutes, Bailey walks out of the dressing room.
The sip that I was going to take freezes halfway to my mouth.
“Wow,” I say.
Bailey beams a huge smile at me and spins around. “You like?”
“It’s beautiful, Bailey. You’re beautiful,” I tell her, speaking the truth.
What she’s wearing is simple but stunning. It’s a midnight blue sheath dress that has one side hanging off her shoulder, while the other side rests lightly on her other shoulder. While one side it goes to her knees, the other reaches just past. It also has a cinched waist. It is, quite simply, perfect for Bailey.
Chris steps around the corner and stops dead in her tracks, her jaw dropping open. She shakes her head and rushes over to Bailey.
“Oh my God, Bailey! That’s perfect!” She exclaims loudly.
“You think so?” Bailey asks and turns to the mirror beside her.
Chris and I both shout, “Yes!” Then chuckle at our timing.
“Seriously, Jaxon is going to flip when he sees you,” I tell her. She smiles at me through the mirror.
“Can we please go now?” I beg.
“I’m sorry for dragging you all over, Mia. I just wanted it to be perfect for my and Jaxon’s one-year anniversary.
I get up out of my chair and walk to her. I stand beside her in front of the mirror and put my arm around her shoulder.
“Don’t worry about it, okay? I just want to stop by Mama’s before I head home,” I tell her. I may hate to go shopping, but I love spending time with Bailey and Chris.
“Has Jaxon told you where he’s taking you yet?”
“No,” she pouts. Jaxon and Bailey both came to me a few weeks ago and asked if I would watch Amari for the weekend of their anniversary. Jaxon’s planned a weekend trip somewhere, and it’s killing Bailey not knowing where it is.
“Well, I’m sure wherever it is you’ll love it.” I give her shoulder a light squeeze before releasing her.
“Oh, I’m not worried about that. It doesn’t matter where he takes me as long as I’m with him. I’d just like to know what to pack.”
“He told you not to worry about that. He said he’d pack your bag for you.”
All three of us give each other a dubious look, and then burst out laughing. “Oh God, there’s no telling what I’ll be wearing.”
Chris walks up beside us in front of the mirror. “Hmm…you’re right. Maybe I can talk Jaxon into telling me where he’s taking you so I can pack for you.”
I look over at her and say, “No good. I’ve already tried. His lips are sealed.”
“Sorry, sweetie. It looks like you’re on your own with this,” she says to Bailey. “But look on the bright side. I’m sure you won’t be wearing many clothes while you’re there anyway,” she finishes with a huge grin.
Bailey blushes and elbows Chris in the ribs. She turns to me and asks, “Are you sure you’re okay with watching Amari?”
“Absolutely! I’ve been waiting to get my baby to myself. Don’t you worry about a thing. Besides, I’ll have Chris if I need any