"It's insane how you've made it this far in life." Eve pulls the store's door open for us to walk inside. "You are so irresponsible. Do you even know what your suit looks like?"
"Just normal," I answer, fighting a war to not laugh at her behavior and make her even more upset at me.
"Okay," She sighs. "I need my mother. I've never gone dress shopping before."
"Did you not go to prom? I thought every American girl went crazy for that shit."
Eve quickly pushes dresses down the sales racks, handing me one every few, creating a pile in my arms. "I didn't do anything in high school. I hated that whole school except Sofia."
"Ah," I say, watching as the pile in my arms grows taller and taller. "How many dresses are you trying on?"
"Every single one I have to. I don't even know what I want. What color, sleeves, neck line, length... it's almost as if I'm supposed to have time to plan something like this!"
"Right."
After a bit longer of looking through every rack in her size range, Eve takes each dress from me and goes into a changing room. I sit outside of the door in a nice, plush chair, staring down at my phone. Every few minutes, I hear her make a negative comment towards a dress, calling it 'stupid' or 'too ugly to be real'. Damn it, this woman is adorable.
"Alright, I think I found the one." She announces after about twenty minutes. I look up as the door swings open, my jaw nearly dropping. Blood rushes to my face and possibly another area of my body as I look her up and down, in absolute awe. I had no idea she could get even prettier, but she always amazes me. It's a light red silky dress with thin straps and a low line, just showing off the shape of her breasts. The fabric pools onto the floor, a slit going way up her thigh, showing off her toned, tan leg.
"Wow," Is all I can manage to whisper, sitting up straight in my chair as she looks in the mirror, turning and observing how she looks.
"I'll have to get some heels, too, but they'll be easier to find. What do ya think?"
I feel my heart race as I stare at her. "You are the most beautiful person I've ever seen in my life."
She's only had an angry face the past hour, but it suddenly turns happy. She grins and turns away from me, looking in the mirror again. "Thank you. Um, I'll change and find some shoes then we can get some makeup and I'll be good."
I nod and watch as she steps back into the changing room. A minute later, she's back in her casual outfit, the dress draped over her arm. I take it for her and follow her into the shoe section of the store.
"These all look extremely painful," I frown as she picks up many different pairs.
"Oh, they are." She sits on a bench and tries a few different ones on. She walks down the aisle in one pair, barely even struggling. "Thank God my mother put me in etiquette classes, even if I still dress like a man most of the time."
"I'm so glad I'm not a girl."
Eve grins at me as she puts the heels in their box. "I guess your feet are way too big to make you try a pair. Fuck you for being way too tall."
I smile back and take the shoebox from her. "You know what they say about big feet."
"Mhmm, a huge ego."
"How was shopping?" Ryan calls from the couch, still lying in the same place he was when we left.
"Successful," Eve takes the bags from me. "Thanks, Will."
"Yeah, no problem," I stand still, hoping she'll invite me to stay over a bit longer, but she just stares blankly at me. "I'll see you tomorrow at noon."
"See ya,"
I stare at her for a few more seconds, wanting to hug her, kiss her lips, or at least her cheek. Instead, I turn around and leave her apartment, going next door to mine. I go into my kitchen, searching for something to eat, but nothing is appetizing. All I can think about, all I want, is her.
I sit at the foot of my bed and place my guitar in my lap. I pluck at the strings, strumming random chords, spitting out random lyrics. Every single word is for Eve, someday to be played for her when she finally is with me.
Someday soon.
