Touchdown

Chapter 12

"What are you watching?" I asked as I came out of the bathroom.

"Games from last season," he replied as he sat up and pulled me down to the couch, I immediately laid my head on his lap.

"Why?"

"To see how I can improve," he responded, running his hands through my hair and started to massage my scalp, causing me to yawn. "I suggest you sleep, you haven't gotten much sleep the past few nights, and I don't foresee much sleep in our future either."

"I wanted to join the mile high club," I pouted.

I felt his chest move with laughter as his hands continued to play with my hair, "We've got all the time in the world. Sleep now darlin."

*****

"Mila, it's time to wake up." Ryan said softly, I yawned and sat up.

"Are we there yet?"

"The planes already landed and the car is waiting for us." He took my hand and led me out of the Jet. We slid into the back of the SUV and Thomas started to drive away. "That's the place," Ryan said pointing to the posh little boutique.

I stepped out of the SUV and looked at the windows, "Ryan, there's no way I can afford to shop here."

"Mila, I know you're independent and I love that about you, but I make plenty of money," he replied opening the door. I hesitated, before walking in. As Ryan led me to the back I noticed the store was empty.

"Why is there no one here?" I whispered.

"You don't have to whisper here girl!" At that moment a gorgeous woman, who appeared to be just a few years older than Ryan, walked out. Her raven color hair fell midway down her back and was perfect next to her caramel skin. "Normally the store is packed but when Ryan called me a yesterday, I decided to close up for a few hours to help you get everything you need," she said in her thick accent.

"Jordan, this is Mila, my girlfriend," Ryan beamed.

"Nice to meet you." I felt my face go red as I held out my hand.

"It's nice to finally meet you, I feel like I already know you," Jordan exclaimed, wrapping her arms around me for a hug, as I gave her a quizzical look, "Oh, Ryan came over last week for dinner with me and Ray and he would not stop talking about you." It was as if she could hear my thoughts. I looked over at Ryan and saw the heat creeping up his neck. "Come on back to the dressing room and I'll show you what I picked out for you." As I started to follow her back, I felt Ryan behind me just as Jordan turned around. "Nuh uh, no men are allowed in my dressing rooms. You can sit in the lounge," she insisted, pointing to the lounge on the other side of the side of the store. I couldn't help but laugh as Ryan looked at me with puppy dog eyes.

"What if she needs zipped up?" Ryan asked.

"Then I'll zip her up," Jordan chirped.

"Baby, you're great at helping me take my clothes off, not at helping me put them back on," I couldn't help but let out a giggle when Jordan rolled her eyes as Ryan sauntered off, knowing he had been defeated. Jordan led me behind the curtain; I was shocked to see all the clothes that were hanging in the back ready for me to try on. "They're all your size, go ahead take a look at the racks and tell me what you like," she said ushering me over.

"How did you know my size?"

She just gave me a sly smile. "So tell me what you're looking for."

"I honestly have no clue, I don't even know how I'm here, it all just happened to fast," I replied slumping onto the chaise, I felt defeated admitting it out loud.