Wild Side (BWWM)

VI

VI: Used to

After Mateo and I's intimate moment, we were now at an outlet about 30 minutes away from where I lived. He was currently trying on a suit in a very high-end store with his phone to his ear.

He has had an attachment to his phone ever since we left but I never pried and tried my best not to eavesdrop whenever he was on a call. The saleslady was adjusting the suit he was wearing and taking measurements for alterations.

"Why are you always being such a fucking brat? Stay with Kenzi and Benjamin until I get home!" He snapped very suddenly into the phone. Both the saleswoman and I flinched at his tone. He ended his call before the person on the other line could respond and let out a deep sigh.

"I have all of your measurements, we will have alterations done by the end of the week, Mr.Ricci." The woman stated before scurrying off after his curt nod. She seemed timid.

"Is everything okay?" I ask playing with the end of my skirt. He looked over at me with his face still hardened but then he relaxed a bit. "Yes, I apologize if I scared you." He checked himself in the mirror before going back into the dressing room to change.

I got a ping on my phone and I figured it was Dinah since she picked up Art from the pet salon.

Unknown: Replaced me already baby?

My blood ran cold as I stared at the message.

How did he get my new number?

"Ready to go?" My eyes snapped up to Mateo's icy ones and his linger suspiciously. I nod, not trusting myself not to word vomit before standing to my feet.

When he pays at the register and they repeat his information to him for pickup then we go to the next store. He had bought me everything I looked at too long and it made me feel really guilty but warm at the same time.

We were now in a dark-themed store that I thought looked interesting on the outside. I was soon dry-mouthed and avoiding Mateo's eyes as I realized it was a lingerie and sex store. I refused to embarrass myself further by walking out or doing anything that made me seem inexperienced.

His eyes were lingering on me, burning holes into my skin. He didn't say anything although I felt like he wanted to and followed me around as I shopped nevertheless.

I loved lingerie don't get me wrong, but he didn't need to shop with me for it so early in. Or was it too late for me to slow my roll? Not even two hours ago he had me pinned against my bed and shaking in a puddle of my mess.

"That's nice." he says and I locked eyes with him for the first time since we entered. He was referring to a soft pink set that I was eyeballing and searching for in my size. I could tell he isn't used to this, going out in public and shopping with a woman. He has said these short and reassuring things since we started and I found it cute.