Chapter 63. Shopping

Standing, I walk in, and Hugh follows.

"We will need a drink." I laugh as Felicity holds out a glass.

"Why do we need a drink to look at clothes?" I won't complain. Taking a sip she leads me through to a room, I stop when I see the rails and rails of clothes.

"So, you need a few outfits for different types of events. I would say something even more amazing from that rack there for tomorrow night." She practically skips over.

"Tomorrow night?" What have I missed about tomorrow night?

"He didn't tell you?" She laughs slightly. "Your engagement party."

Oh shit. I laugh slightly and watch Felicity grab a dress and disappear behind the screen. Standing, I look through the clothes.

"If I may?" A woman looks at me, and I shrug. "I would suggest these rails. They are the clothing a woman on Mr Pesci's arm should wear."

I repeat her words in my head, yet the clothes look rigid. Not me at all. It reminds me of the clothes his mum and Ro