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and her taste in lingerie would certainly not change.
Having convinced herself that lingerie was always the perfect gift for her friend, she entered the store. A doorbell chimed and soft music played from speakers somewhere in the ceiling. Inside the store it smelled of scented candles. She’d been to this shop once before with Raffaela and found the sales staff very helpful, though she didn’t think she really needed any help this time. She knew Holly’s taste as well as her size.
One sales woman was busy helping another customer at a display of bras while the owner of the store stood at the checkout and finalized another customer’s purchase. She looked up for a moment, glancing at Sabrina, a smile already on her lips, when her eyebrows snapped together and her lips set in a grim line.
“Hi,” Sabrina said in her direction, but got no response.
Feeling awkward, she cast a look over her shoulder, checking whether anybody else had entered behind her who might have caused the scowl on the owner’s face, but there was nobody.
Brushing off the feeling of unease, Sabrina walked to a display of negligees and browsed through the selection, gravitating toward items in black and red, two of Holly’s favorite colors when it came to lingerie.
She lifted a red negligee with black trim made of lace and inspected it more closely. The fabric was soft, yet the lace felt rough and she wondered if it would feel comfortable on Holly’s skin. Sabrina brought the lace to her cheek and rubbed it against her skin. And indeed it felt scratchy. Maybe she should get a negligee made entirely of silk instead.
She turned toward another display, when she nearly bumped into the owner of the store.
Jolting backwards, Sabrina gasped and pressed a hand against her chest. “Excuse me. I didn’t see you.”
The owner, Lisette, addressed her in a low voice. “I would like you to leave. Now. Without making a scene.”
Shocked by her words, Sabrina’s heart began to pound. Her eyes darted back to the negligees. Had she done anything wrong? “But I only touched the negligees.”
“We don’t want people like you here.”
The hostility in the woman’s words, made tears shoot into Sabrina’s eyes. Why was this woman so nasty to her? She hadn’t dirtied the negligee when pressing it to her cheek. Sabrina wasn’t even wearing makeup that could have rubbed off on the garment.
“But—”
“Leave!”
This time the woman’s voice was louder, and from the corner of her eye, Sabrina saw that the other sales woman and her customer had taken notice and were casting curious looks in her direction. The doorbell chimed again, and Sabrina didn’t dare look in the direction of the door, not wanting for even more people to watch the embarrassing scene.
“What is going on here?” a familiar voice suddenly asked, making Sabrina look up.
Paul Gilbert walked toward them with long, determined steps, tossing the owner of the store a displeased look.
“Paul,” she murmured, relieved to see a friendly face. “I think there’s been some sort of misunderstanding. I didn’t do anything wrong.”
Paul nodded and placed a hand on her elbow, pulling her away. “We’re leaving, Sabrina.”
As he guided her toward the exit, Sabrina felt her control crumble and sensed tears running down her cheeks. When she was finally outside and Paul led her away from the store, her next breath left her chest as a sob.
Moments later, she felt Paul’s arms around her, comforting her as she sobbed against his polo shirt.
“I only put the negligee against my cheek,” she pressed out between sobs. “Just to see if the lace was scratchy.”
“It’s okay now.” He patted her back as if she were a child.
“I’m not even wearing makeup. I didn’t make it dirty.” She pulled free of him and caught his confused look. “I mean no makeup could have rubbed onto the negligee,” she explained.
Understanding shone from his eyes. “Forget about it. How about I
Having convinced herself that lingerie was always the perfect gift for her friend, she entered the store. A doorbell chimed and soft music played from speakers somewhere in the ceiling. Inside the store it smelled of scented candles. She’d been to this shop once before with Raffaela and found the sales staff very helpful, though she didn’t think she really needed any help this time. She knew Holly’s taste as well as her size.
One sales woman was busy helping another customer at a display of bras while the owner of the store stood at the checkout and finalized another customer’s purchase. She looked up for a moment, glancing at Sabrina, a smile already on her lips, when her eyebrows snapped together and her lips set in a grim line.
“Hi,” Sabrina said in her direction, but got no response.
Feeling awkward, she cast a look over her shoulder, checking whether anybody else had entered behind her who might have caused the scowl on the owner’s face, but there was nobody.
Brushing off the feeling of unease, Sabrina walked to a display of negligees and browsed through the selection, gravitating toward items in black and red, two of Holly’s favorite colors when it came to lingerie.
She lifted a red negligee with black trim made of lace and inspected it more closely. The fabric was soft, yet the lace felt rough and she wondered if it would feel comfortable on Holly’s skin. Sabrina brought the lace to her cheek and rubbed it against her skin. And indeed it felt scratchy. Maybe she should get a negligee made entirely of silk instead.
She turned toward another display, when she nearly bumped into the owner of the store.
Jolting backwards, Sabrina gasped and pressed a hand against her chest. “Excuse me. I didn’t see you.”
The owner, Lisette, addressed her in a low voice. “I would like you to leave. Now. Without making a scene.”
Shocked by her words, Sabrina’s heart began to pound. Her eyes darted back to the negligees. Had she done anything wrong? “But I only touched the negligees.”
“We don’t want people like you here.”
The hostility in the woman’s words, made tears shoot into Sabrina’s eyes. Why was this woman so nasty to her? She hadn’t dirtied the negligee when pressing it to her cheek. Sabrina wasn’t even wearing makeup that could have rubbed off on the garment.
“But—”
“Leave!”
This time the woman’s voice was louder, and from the corner of her eye, Sabrina saw that the other sales woman and her customer had taken notice and were casting curious looks in her direction. The doorbell chimed again, and Sabrina didn’t dare look in the direction of the door, not wanting for even more people to watch the embarrassing scene.
“What is going on here?” a familiar voice suddenly asked, making Sabrina look up.
Paul Gilbert walked toward them with long, determined steps, tossing the owner of the store a displeased look.
“Paul,” she murmured, relieved to see a friendly face. “I think there’s been some sort of misunderstanding. I didn’t do anything wrong.”
Paul nodded and placed a hand on her elbow, pulling her away. “We’re leaving, Sabrina.”
As he guided her toward the exit, Sabrina felt her control crumble and sensed tears running down her cheeks. When she was finally outside and Paul led her away from the store, her next breath left her chest as a sob.
Moments later, she felt Paul’s arms around her, comforting her as she sobbed against his polo shirt.
“I only put the negligee against my cheek,” she pressed out between sobs. “Just to see if the lace was scratchy.”
“It’s okay now.” He patted her back as if she were a child.
“I’m not even wearing makeup. I didn’t make it dirty.” She pulled free of him and caught his confused look. “I mean no makeup could have rubbed onto the negligee,” she explained.
Understanding shone from his eyes. “Forget about it. How about I
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