Healing Touch

¤Chapter 26¤

"Do I have too?" Eleanor whined as she brushed her teeth.

"Yes." Roman simply replied as he continued to shave in the other sink.

"But I've already taken one day off of work, I can't take another." She spit out the tooth paste. "Plus Jolene is going to have another fit." She rolled her eyes.

"Let her have her fučking fit." Roman growled not in the mood to discuss Jolene after what she had pulled in the early hours of this morning. "You need to rest physically and mentally after what you've been through. You're soft and tough at the same time." He proclaimed.

"Fine." She rolled her eyes.

"Why didn't you wake me up so we could take a shower together?" He asked her.

She began to floss. "You know Roman you're funny sometimes." She let out a small laugh.

"Don't get smart little girl."

"I'm not little." She began to applie make-up.

"Sure." He stated taking off his towel.

Eleanor's eyes widened as she saw his package. Her cheeks heats up as she quickly looked away and focused on he face.

"I saw you." Roman chuckled stepping into the shower.

Her cheeks heated up even more making Roman chuckle even more as he could see her in the mirror. She quickly finished applying her make-up.

"Elley before you leave they'll be a stylist waiting for you downstairs so you can pick what you'll wear tonight." He told her. "And pick a suit for me as well."

"Ok." She nodded and walked out.

She put everything away and jogged downstairs. She now wore his sweatpants and a plain top awaiting Rose or Maria to arrive with extra clothing for her.

When she got downstairs a lady in all black, glasses, blue red and purple hair stood next to two racks of clothes.

"Hello." She greeted with a small smile.

The woman looked at her from head to toe. "Mhm." She simply said. "Sit."

Eleanor immediately noticed how strict this woman was and immediately sat down as instructed.

"I will be showing you a collection of dresses and you will have to pick it for one of the most prestigious events of your life." She paces around. "When I show you, you either say yes or no, alright?"

"Yes ma'am." She nodded noticing how funny she sounded.

"Are you mocking me?" The lady asked turning around.

Eleanor swallowed her laughter as she cleared her throat. "No ma'am I'm just a bit parched." She made up a quick lie.

"Mhmmm" she looked at her from he a to toe once more. "Lets get started." She stated.

She began to show her dozens of dresses that either made her look like some sort of animal, alien or plant or like Lady Gaga on the red carpet.

"So how is the dress fitting going." Roman asked as he came down the stairs.

"I cannot work with her." She dropped the dress on the couch.

"Well I don't want to look like Lady Gaga on the red carpet." Eleanor rolled her eyes.

"Are you insulting my clothing?" The woman screeched.

"I don't know, you tell me." She she mumbled.

"See what I mean." The woman continued

"Ok let me have a word with her." Roman stated before walking toward where Eleanor sat.