Our honeymoon has been going great and now it was almost ending. These last few days have really showed me the real Stella. I was falling hard for this girl and I don't even know if she likes me that way. There are moments were she is distant and then there are other times where she is all over me. I am so confused. Today we were going to be going to have a fancy romantic dinner that the experts set up. I walked up to Stella and suggested to her,
"How about you go in town and get something nice for yourself to wear tonight? Here is my card." I took my card out and handed it to her.
Everyone told me that Stella is a shopaholic and that she will spend all the money you own. I don't believe that and I could see it in her eyes that she thought I thought of that way. But I was going to prove her wrong. I trust her. Stella looked at me shocked and asked,
"Are you sure?"
I nodded and went back to getting ready for my day. I turned to Stella getting ready to go shopping. Before she left I told her,
"Buy whatever you want. My treat."
*Stella's POV*
When Brandon told me to buy whatever I wanted I did not believe him. I know Brandon did not have a lot of money and I could not believe that he was going to let me take his card to go shopping. I walked down the village looking at the different shops. My eye caught this interesting shop that had a different style and I entered. I started to look around.
"How can I help you?" The clerk asked.
"I am looking for a dress for a dinner date tonight with my husband." I told her.
Say the words husband was still strange to me. The clerk helped me and we got to talking. When I told the clerk that my husband to me to buy whatever I wanted she tried to get me to buy everything. I looked at her and said calmly,
"I am not buying all of this. I do not need all of this stuff. I was going to buy this one of these dresses but now you can forget it."
I walked out of the shop and headed back to the hotel pissed. I walked into our room and slammed the door shut hard. Brandon ran out of the bathroom looking scared.
"What's wrong Stells?" Brandon asked concerned.
"These store clerks are ridiculous here. I have never been so pissed." I started to rant.
I told Brandon everything that happened and he started to laugh at me. I looked at him confused and said,
"What's so funny?"
"Nothing. I just find it interesting that you are getting worked up over that." Brandon explained.
*Brandon's POV*
I walked over to her and crouched down in front of her. She had a few tears coming down her cheek. I wiped away the tears and took her into my arms and said,
"Stella, my beautiful, I don't know how to answer you but I am sorry that those women made you upset."
"Of course they made me upset because she suggested to spend all your money on stupid things that I don't need. I know everyone knows me as a shopaholic but this is your money and you were nice enough to let me spend with it. I would never use you like that. I don't care about how much you make. But I am not going to waste your hard working money you earned on stupid things." Stella ranted to me.
I grabbed her face and kissed her. The kiss became a passionate kiss and Stella smiled to me and said,
"I wanted to show you that I am not that girl that everyone talks about wasting money on stupid things because she's rich. Yes, I like to shop and there was times where I went over the amount I wanted to spend but there were things that I really needed."
"Stella, I never thought of you as that type of girl. When I gave you my card, it was to show you that I do trust you. I always trust you." I told her.
I got up and brought back a box to her. She raised an eyebrow and asked,
"What's this?"
"This is for you. I was out shopping as well and when I saw it I knew you had to have it. It is going to look amazing on you." I explained.
Stella slowly opened it and gasped. In the box was.....

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Our Love Grows
FanfictionMy love life was trust in other peoples hands. I told them about what I was looking for. They told me they will find me a perfect match. I hope the strange I am marrying is my perfect match. ( (COMPLETE! Cowriter:DMSJ06261995)