Page 43 of The Billionaire and His Driver
“Why don’t you let her stay, Ronny?” Zack asked as Brina hugged Elvira’s neck. “You have two hands. You can drive yourself around.”
“She has an appointment,” Ronny said. “And mind your own business,” he added as he walked out of the door.
Zack looked at Brina. “What appointment?”
Brina hunched her small shoulders. “I have no idea,” she said, and hurried behind Ronny.
Zack looked at his older brother. “She has very beautiful eyes.”
Sully leaned away looking at Zack. “So?”
“So nothing. It’s just an observation.”
“You’d better not let Ronny hear that observation,” Sully said.
“Amen,” said James.
Zack looked at both of them as if they knew something he had no idea about. “I thought she was his driver,” he said.
“She’s his driver alright,” murmured Elvira, but to her shock they all heard her. Sully and James laughed out loud.
CHAPTER THIRTY
Brina still didn’t know what appointment Ronny was talking about until they arrived at the entrance to his country club. Although it still didn’t seem to concern her.
She hurried around and opened the back passenger door for Ronny. “Come with me,” he said as he buttoned his suitcoat and began walking away.
Tex was perplexed. Brina was alarmed. Did he expect her to go into that club with him? “Sir?”
But Ronny was not a man that repeated himself. And Brina and Tex, both of whom were still in his employ, hurried behind him as he made his way to one particular shop on the square: Mademoiselle Amelie’s shop.
Brina glanced at Tex as he held the door open. Ronny stepped aside and let her walk through first, and they went inside. Tex remained outside, at the door.
The owner of the shop, Amelie herself, was waiting at the door to greet them. “Ronny, darling,” she said in her strong French accent as they gave each other air kisses on either cheek. “Thank you for being on time. People make reservations but come when they feel like coming, as if my time is not as invaluable as theirs. When it is more so.”
Ronny laughed.
Then she looked over at Brina. “Is this her?”
“Amelie, this is Sabrina. Sabrina, Amelie.”
Brina smiled at the older, full-figured, busty older woman. “Nice to meet you,” she said.
“Likewise,” Amelie said as she looked Brina up and down as if she was sizing her up. “Right this way,” she added, and they followed her.
They entered a large, private dressing room with two big racks of clothing, and a shoe rack as well, with three young salesladies waiting beside each rack. All the clothing were women’s clothing. All seemingly on the small size.
Brina halfway expected Ronny to tell her to pick something out to wear, but it didn’t happen that way. He went to the racks and began picking clothes out for her. Everything he wanted, he handed to one of the salesladies. “This one,” he said as he looked over the outfit. “This one. This one. Not that one. This one.” And on and on until had compiled a full wardrobe of clothes: dresses, trousers, blouses, even shoes and lingerie. Brina was at times excited, embarrassed, and confused. But she held her peace. She was in his world now. If she didn’t know it before, she knew it now.
“Right with me, madam,” one of the salesladies said to Brina, and Brina followed her into the enclosed dressing room within the room.
Brina hadn’t been shopping in so long that it felt strange to be trying on so many clothes. And of such fine material! But every one of them fit. And if she were to be honest, she loved every outfit. The frugal part of her looked at the price tag on the few that even had price tags on them and wanted to faint. But she reminded herself what world she had to be in if she was going to be with Ronny, and she didn’t cause any scenes.
The only things she didn’t try on were the lingerie, although the ladies said she could and should. But Brina wasn’t wearing anybody’s panties until she washed them. On that she put her foot down.
When she came out wearing the last outfit: a white, lapel-collar button-up blouse, an above-the-knee skirt suit with a waist-high jacket - both in peach red, and stiletto shoes, Ronny finally asked her opinion. “Did you like them all?”
“All except for that green outfit.”
