mall. “Okay.” Thaddeus lightly tugged on my hand, halting me in my path. “Close your eyes.”
“What?” I furrowed my brow.
“Please.” His blue eyes pleaded with me.
I take a deep breath, unsure of what he has planned and I closed them.
“Just walk straight.”
I took a few steps forward.
“Turn left.”
I did.
“Open them.”
I slowly opened my eyes and almost fainted where I stood. It was a shoe store but not any shoe store. It was ginormous. Heels, flats, wedges, and everything in between were displayed all the way to the ceiling.
“Am I in heaven?” I gazed up to Thaddeus.
He smirked at me. “My mom loves this store, although, my dad’s credit card hates this place. I thought you would like it too.”
I laughed at his comment and turned my attention back to the store. “Let’s see how my card holds up.” This time I pulled on his hand, and we entered.
Two hours later, I narrowed my selection of the whole store down to five pairs. I stared at each pair on the bench as Thaddeus sat next to the boxes.
“Only five?” He joked.
I squint at him. “Don’t kid about my love of shoes.”
He held up his hands in surrender. “My apologies, I wasn’t trying to make light of the situation that has you bouncing on your toes.”
“Oh that’s not it; I drank a lot of water at the party,” I confessed.
“Well, go the bathroom. It’s right there.” He pointed over his shoulder. “I’ll watch these.” He pointed to the boxes.
“Okay, I’ll be right back, and then I’ll narrow it to two, promise.” I grabbed my purse and almost sprinted to the bathroom.
When I came back out, I went to the bench where I left Thaddeus, but he was gone as were the shoes.
“Looking for these,” Thaddeus holds the bag out coming up behind me.
“Thaddeus,” I groaned. I should have known better.
“Like you really were going to narrow these down to two, Xaviera?”
“Maybe,” I lied.
Thaddeus laughed. An actual laugh. “You’re not a good liar.” He stepped closer to me and my breath caught. “Besides, I like seeing your face when I buy you things.” His steel blue eyes pinned me in place. I could hear my heart pounding in my ears. “Let’s grab some ice cream.”
Thaddeus took my hand, and we strolled out of the store. He carried my bags for me, and we went up to the top floor to the ice cream shop.
I ordered a caramel sundae, and Thaddeus had chocolate chip ice cream in a waffle bowl. Even though it was a crowded mall, we were able to find a table near the end of the food court.
“Thanks for the shoes and the ice cream.” I moaned as I slide the spoon out of my mouth. “This is really good.”
“I think mines better.” Thaddeus put some on his spoon and brought it over to my face. I didn’t know how to react. Was he giving me a bite of his food? “I don’t have cooties. I promise.” I opened my mouth, and he slid the dessert inside. “Good, right?”
I nodded focusing back on mine in front of me.
“Your cheeks are red,” Thaddeus said while taking another bite.
I’m surprised my head didn’t catch on fire. That was the most intimate thing I’ve ever done besides holding his hand and that happened a couple hours ago. “I think it’s warm in here,” I lied.
He stared at me, and he knew I was lying but didn’t call me out on it.
We finished our ice cream, and Thaddeus asked if there was anywhere else I wanted to go. “Anymore shoe stores?” I giggled.
“Not to the magnitude that we just saw, but if you want to go to another one, we can.” I could see that he was trying to be kind but didn’t want to.
“Thaddeus, we’ve been here for almost three hours. I don’t need to shop anymore.” I smiled at him.
“I’m very relieved by that.” He laughed again.
I smiled knowing that he had a joking side.
Thaddeus held my hand all the way to car and the entire drive. A small gesture as holding someone’s hand might seem meaningless to some, but to me, it
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