Lady and The Lady Tramp (Short Story) ✔️

Chapter 13

Jennie had asked Lisa to go dress shopping with her and Lisa wanted to say no but she also knew they needed to talk about what just happened. But when and how was the question. So there they sat quietly in the back of the car with Jennie's bodyguard driving.

"Do you like having a bodyguard everywhere you go?" Lisa asked, breaking the silence and hoping to remove the tension. With Lisa talking, Jennie seems to relax and actually appreciate her initiation. She playfully rolled her eyes,

"Another thing I don't have a choice with." She sighed, "Since my father is a powerful man and rich, the world is dangerous for us. So I've been told. He feels safer when I have a bodyguard unfortunately."

Lisa nodded, "Can't relate," she teased. "I mean, my first jet ride was with you. Hell, I've never even been in a Range Rover till you." Jennie smiled and laughed lightly,

"You deserve all those things."

"So you've claimed."

Jennie giggled, nudging her side playfully, "Besides, we need him to drive us because they serve alcohol in these places and I have full intentions on drinking today." The way she said it was exactly how Lisa felt. Extremely stressed. Not just that, since their kiss all she had been wanting to do was do it again and again.

It was... indescribable.

So she too had intentions of drinking.

"Miss Kim, it's a pleasure to have you here again." When Jennie said they were going dress shopping, Lisa did not expect to be in a talk, luxurious building that sold dresses strictly to those who were high in wealth. There was a servant with a tray of champagne glasses for both Jennie and Lisa as they entered.

Jennie smiled sweetly to the woman, taking one of the glasses and sipping it,

"It's great to be back. I heard you had new dresses that arrived last night?" She asked, following the lady to a private room with Lisa following suit holding onto her own champagne glass, her eyes wandering around in awe.

"Yes ma'am. They are waiting for you inside."

"Wonderful," Jennie said as they opened the double doors to the room. Lisa nearly gasped with the size of their private dressing room. It was bigger than her own living room. Each part of the room has multiple dresses. Some were cocktail dresses and some were ballroom style.

"Try on as many as you like." The woman bowed before exiting the room and leaving Jennie and Lisa alone.

Alone again.

Jennie walked in as if the place was her closet while Lisa walked in shocked from the brands and designs. She stopped by one of the dresses and noticed a tag sticking out. And what she saw was the price. Her eyes widened,

"Holy shit."

"No no," she heard Jennie's voice behind her, "Don't look at the price." Lisa turned around and chuckled,

"Kind of hard not to."

Jennie giggled while lifting her champagne glass. Lisa did the same, clinking their glasses together before sipping. Jennie's eyes never left hers as she drank her own.

Lisa felt warm.

Jennie turned away and finished her glass in one go. Lisa did the same. Again, they both have full intentions to drink as much as they could.

"For now, we will have fun and try on all the dresses." She strutted to the middle table which had a bucket of ice along with two champagne bottles. She took one and opened it with a pop, "And whatever you like I'll be buying it for you," Jennie said, pouring more of the alcohol in her glass. She turned around and motioned for Lisa's glass.