Alex

Chapter Two

Chapter Two

I walked over to the room filled with weapons. My hands run over all of the guns set on a table. The room looks very modern, everything in there is like a foggy clear with silver lining. Except for the guns, which are black. I look around to find not only guns but many variations of knives, bombs, and other things that are not weapons. I walk over to the wall with gadgets and find ear pieces, night vision goggles, belts that can wrap around your waste or your leg if you're going to wear a dress. "This is incredible!" I tell him. I guess James noticed me being amazed at me seeing all of the weapons that I have, he chuckled "you like?". I nod with a smile. "I guess not all of you left." he looks down.

"What do you mean?"

"You always liked weapons. Like when you're angry or something I could always find you in the shooting range, back at the office." James told me with a small chuckle. I nod.

After a while of awkward silence I ask him, "so what do I need to pack?"

He opens a black bag and puts in a lot of hand guns. "Do you have any fancy dresses? Like to wear to a formal ball?" He asks me.

I run to my closet to check. I see that there aren't any fancy dresses that I own. I tell him no.

"I guess we need to go shopping for one. We need to hurry though" he tells me.

----------------- later in the day

"What do you think about this dress?" I ask James, who is sitting on a couch in front of the dressing room. I twirl around in the dress. It's blue and goes straight down to my feet. But at the waist, just above my hips is a belt with gems which gives just the right amount of curves for my body. The top of the dress is wrinkled with a sweet heart neckline. On the left side of my leg is a slit in the dress exposing my leg.

"Whoa." James looks at me from head to toe. He smirks a little bit.

"Oh stop checking me out and give me feed back!" I laugh.

"Well I think you found the one." James tells me still wearing a smirk on his face. I walk back into the dressing room and take off my dress back into my normal clothes.

The lady that is scanning my dress looks at James and checks him out. We leave the store and head to the car and get into it. "So what was all that 'checking me out' thing back at the store?" I ask blushing.

He clears his throat while he was blushing. "Nothing."
"Suurre." I tease.