Page 58 of Mayhem
She was about to return her attention to the rack when she saw a woman approach him. Erin didn’t know what she said to Cruz, but she watched her boyfriend shake his head. She stepped in front of him when he attempted to walk off and continued talking.
“Let me have these for a second,” Erin stated, taking the shorts from Paetyn. “I’ll be right back.”
Erin went over to Cruz and the woman. She was in no way jealous because he wasn’t paying her any attention, but she could tell from the look on his face that he was annoyed.
“Babe,” Erin stated, ignoring the other woman as she stepped between her and Cruz. “I want these,” she informed him, holding up her shorts.
“You can have whatever you want, baby.”
Erin took his hand in hers. “Come on. I want to look some more.” She didn’t even spare the other woman a glance as she pulled him away.
Cruz allowed Erin to pull him over to Paetyn. He wrapped his arm around her when she stopped, leaning down to kiss herneck. He was irritated from his phone call, and the woman trying to hit on him as soon as he stepped into the shop only served to make it worse. He wasn’t sure what he would have said to her had it not been for Erin. So, he was grateful to her for stepping in.
That same client called him Friday morning, and Cruz told him he would get with them on Monday when he returned to work. He’d informed them of the same thing when they called him early that morning before Erin woke up. Cruz took their calling again as disrespecting his time when he’d told them twice, he was unavailable that weekend.
Paetyn took the shorts from Erin’s hand as she returned to look through the rack. Cruz placed his hands on her waist as she browsed. When she moved to another rack, he released her and took a few steps back.
“Same client?” Paetyn questioned.
“Yes, and at this point, they may not be one for much longer. What they need isn’t an emergency, and they’re disrespecting my time and cutting into my spending it with Erin with the constant calls.”
“I’m sure they aren’t purposely trying to. You know that people have different definitions of important. So, while it may not feel that way to you, it could be urgent to them,” Paetyn told him.
Cruz knew he was right, but all they wanted was to see if they could update to the new monitors he was releasing soon. None of that seemed essential to Cruz, and he didn’t know why it would to the client either. It wasn’t as if he was releasing them early for current clients. Everyone would have the option at the same time.
Cruz watched Erin look through a few racks before she looked around for them. They weren’t too far from her; Cruz wanted his irritation to dissipate and not infringe on their time out. Sheapproached them with more clothes and looked between them before her attention settled on him.
“Is everything okay?”
“It is, Maly.”
She nodded at him. “I want to try some of these on to make sure they fit before I buy them.”
Cruz didn’t correct her because neither of them would let her pay for anything, but he also didn’t want them to disagree about it when they were supposed to be having fun. Paetyn got the sales associate, and she led Erin to an empty dressing room. She took the shorts from Paetyn and stepped inside.
She would come out in the outfits she liked to show them, and it didn’t cease to amaze him how beautiful she looked in shorts, a T-shirt, a blouse, or a halter top. After several outfits, she stepped out in a yellow skirt, and Cruz would classify it as a bra because it wasn’t a shirt. The color contrasted nicely against her skin. The skirt was short, and a soft breeze would show the world everything she had underneath it. Cruz licked his lips as he looked her over.
“Isn’t this cute?” she questioned, doing a little turn. When neither of them said anything, Cruz watched her pout slightly. “What? You don’t like it?”
“No, we like it. But the first time we’re out and that skirt lifts, we just know we’re going to have to fuck somebody up,” Cruz told her.
Paetyn placed his finger under her chin, pulling her attention to him. “Then we’re going to fuck you.”
Erin bit her bottom lip before smirking at them. “I’m buying it and wearing it to the beach on a windy day,” she teased. “Besides, that’s where it’s meant to be worn.”
Both men chuckled, and as she turned to go back into the dressing room, it seemed they both had the same idea as theysmacked her on the ass. She gasped before turning to look at them.
“Behave,” she instructed before disappearing into the dressing room.
Cruz shook his head. She wanted them to behave, but she’d started it. He contemplated joining her in the dressing room and showing her that he had no intentions of doing that when she initiated it, but he was sure the entire store would know what he was doing to her, and while Cruz didn’t particularly care, he was sure that his girlfriend would.
When she came out a few minutes later, she held some items in her left hand and most in her right.
“I’m going to put these back,” she told them, holding up the clothes in her left hand. “I didn’t like the way they fit.”
Cruz took the clothes she wanted from her, and they followed her through the store as she placed the others back on the rack. They went to the register, and he put the items on the counter. As the associate rang them up, he pulled his wallet from his back pocket, pulling out one of his cards.
Cruz handed them his card over Erin’s shoulder when the total was given. She turned to look at him, and he knew she would protest. He pulled her into his chest and leaned down to kiss her before placing his lips to her ear.
