When In Paris

Chapter 16

CRYSTAL

"Justin, you didn't buy this for me, right?" I ask again when he doesn't say anything.

I stand there looking at the white Range Rover and then back to Justin waiting for him to answer so when he doesn't say anything again. I begin to realise, and his silence is enough for me to answer my own question.

I start to freak out over the possibility that this Range Rover before us could potently belong to me.

"Justin, please answer me." I say clearly freaking out now.

But he doesn't say anything and instead he looks at me. Then he smiles at me before he reaches into his pants pocket and pulls out the key to it and then hands it to me.

I look down at the key in his hand and then up at Justin and shake my head. "You can't be serious that the Range Rover is mine," I say. "There's just no way."

He smiles at me. "I don't see any other women who just had their birthday here," he points out as he starts looking around and then looks back at me and then dangles the keys. "So of course, it's yours, Beautiful."

"Oh my god," I gasp then turn around and run a hand through my hair clearly still freaking out.

"Hey it's ok, Beautiful." I hear Justin say behind me.

I turn around and look at him and then shake my head. "That's easy for you to say, you're not the one being gifted a freaking car." I point out to him. "A bag, some jewellery, perfume and the promise ring is ok but a freaking car that's too much." I pause and look down at the key. "I can't accept this," I say as I push the key in his hand away.

"Sure, you can, don't tell me you changed your mind in always wanting a Range Rover," he says. "I mean you always talked about how you were going to get one when you were older."

I shake my head then sigh. "No of course not, but when I told you about that I was expecting to buy it for myself like normal people do."

He scoffs. "Are you seriously calling me a celebrity? Because sure I may belong to a famous and well-known family but I'm far from the typical celebrity. I mean surely you would understand that more than anyone," he says with a frown.

I walk up to him and put hands on his shoulders. "And I do but you have to see this from my point." I point out to him. "And that is no matter how much you want to deny that you're not a celebrity. You are." I pause and then smile. " I know your intentions are good and you want to help the people you love with your money but Justin you can't keep buying stuff for me, I mean that's what got us into this whole mess," I say to him.

He nods and then sighs. "I'm just trying to give you the world, Beautiful and that was what I was doing when I paid for your 'Beauty School' Tuition."

I faintly smile at him. "And I appreciate that, but Justin can't you see the same thing is happening with you buying me this Range Rover and maybe I'll eventually accept it, but I just need time," I say to him then sigh. "But please promise me this is the last time something like this will ever happen again because I can't be with you if this pattern continues. Can you do that for me?" I ask him as I place my hand on his cheek.

"Of course, I can, Beautiful," he finally says. "If that's what you want and it may take some time to break the habit, but I promise I'll stop buying extravagant stuff without talking to you about it." He grabs my hand and kisses it and then smiles at me. "I will do whatever you want to make this work between us this time because losing you isn't an option for me."

I smile at him. "Thank you for understanding."

"Of course, Beautiful, come here," he says as he opens his arms up.