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with interest. “Now…which one of you is Czarina?”
“I am.” Rina raised her hand, then felt awkward and put it down. “And just Rina is fine, thanks.”
Benji glided over to her to take her hand in his and lift it up to his lips. “Enchantée, just Rina,” he said with complete seriousness. “Are you ready to go shopping with Benji?” He pulled out a tube of clear lip gloss from his fanny pack and squeezed a thin line of gloss onto his upper lip before pressing his lips together to spread the gloss around evenly. “Your lovely friend is welcome to come with, of course.”
Cely picked up her purse and slung it over her shoulder. “I’m ready when you are,” she said. Judging from the expression on her face, she would have come along even if Benji hadn’t invited her.
Rina wondered what she’d gotten herself into.
This was not the glamorous shopping experience she’d expected, but then again, she wasn’t sure what she had expected. After spending time with Benji, she was shocked that he didn’t have his own reality television show. He was way more entertaining and snarky than anyone she’d ever seen on those types of shows. Benji took them to some local boutiques located on the strip. He and Cely were getting along famously, gossiping about luxury brand designers and celebrities. Most of their conversation was over her head. Benji was also asking her questions disjointedly in between outfit changes.
“What were you thinking as far as your hair, honey? That whole ponytail thing is cute in a babysitter’s club kind of way, but you’re so much more than cute,” Benji said. “Don’t you want to look sexy?”
Rina frowned as she exited the dressing room in the latest outfit he’d picked out for her to try on. True, a ponytail probably wasn’t the sexiest hairstyle she could wear. But it was pretty damn convenient. Rina’s hair was thick and coarse, and while she liked having it long, it refused to cooperate without major styling. Hence, throwing it up in a ponytail most of the time.
Benji made a motion for her to turn around and show him the back of the outfit as he eyed her critically.
“You know, maybe a big change wouldn't be so bad. My boyfriend just broke up with me before I won this trip…” Rina trailed off as Benji looked outraged.
“Ooh, honey, just leave your hair in Benji’s talented hands and I’ll make sure he regrets breaking up with you.” He regarded her with pride. “You look fabulous in that outfit. Stick it in the keep pile and try on the next one. Benji doesn’t have all day,” he said with a flourish.
Rina obediently went back into her dressing room to change. Cely was talking with Benji again. “Yeah, they dated for five years and after that loser broke up with her he proposed to someone else like a week later,” Cely said. Rina winced. It still sounded so terrible. Somehow Benji managed to look even more outraged as she came out in the next outfit. He fluttered around her like a moth on meth as he motioned for her to join him over at the threeway mirror.
“Ooh, Benji’s gonna pull out all the stops for you! I’m talking ombré, sombre, balayage…” He began speaking excitedly in a rapid flurry. Rina had no idea what he was saying at the end of that sentence but he was the expert, she reminded herself.
This outfit showed more skin than she was used to, making her slightly uncomfortable, and it must have shown in her posture because Benji said, “You shouldn’t be afraid to show off those beautiful curves of yours, honey.”
Rina snorted. “Sure, tell that to my mom and my ex,” she said as they stood in front of the threeway mirror.
“They’re idiots,” Benji snapped. “No offense. No wait, on second thought I take that back. No offense meant to your mother, after all she’s your mother, but offense definitely meant to that piece of shit loser ex-boyfriend of yours.”
Rina laughed in surprise. At least Benji was honest, if painfully
“I am.” Rina raised her hand, then felt awkward and put it down. “And just Rina is fine, thanks.”
Benji glided over to her to take her hand in his and lift it up to his lips. “Enchantée, just Rina,” he said with complete seriousness. “Are you ready to go shopping with Benji?” He pulled out a tube of clear lip gloss from his fanny pack and squeezed a thin line of gloss onto his upper lip before pressing his lips together to spread the gloss around evenly. “Your lovely friend is welcome to come with, of course.”
Cely picked up her purse and slung it over her shoulder. “I’m ready when you are,” she said. Judging from the expression on her face, she would have come along even if Benji hadn’t invited her.
Rina wondered what she’d gotten herself into.
This was not the glamorous shopping experience she’d expected, but then again, she wasn’t sure what she had expected. After spending time with Benji, she was shocked that he didn’t have his own reality television show. He was way more entertaining and snarky than anyone she’d ever seen on those types of shows. Benji took them to some local boutiques located on the strip. He and Cely were getting along famously, gossiping about luxury brand designers and celebrities. Most of their conversation was over her head. Benji was also asking her questions disjointedly in between outfit changes.
“What were you thinking as far as your hair, honey? That whole ponytail thing is cute in a babysitter’s club kind of way, but you’re so much more than cute,” Benji said. “Don’t you want to look sexy?”
Rina frowned as she exited the dressing room in the latest outfit he’d picked out for her to try on. True, a ponytail probably wasn’t the sexiest hairstyle she could wear. But it was pretty damn convenient. Rina’s hair was thick and coarse, and while she liked having it long, it refused to cooperate without major styling. Hence, throwing it up in a ponytail most of the time.
Benji made a motion for her to turn around and show him the back of the outfit as he eyed her critically.
“You know, maybe a big change wouldn't be so bad. My boyfriend just broke up with me before I won this trip…” Rina trailed off as Benji looked outraged.
“Ooh, honey, just leave your hair in Benji’s talented hands and I’ll make sure he regrets breaking up with you.” He regarded her with pride. “You look fabulous in that outfit. Stick it in the keep pile and try on the next one. Benji doesn’t have all day,” he said with a flourish.
Rina obediently went back into her dressing room to change. Cely was talking with Benji again. “Yeah, they dated for five years and after that loser broke up with her he proposed to someone else like a week later,” Cely said. Rina winced. It still sounded so terrible. Somehow Benji managed to look even more outraged as she came out in the next outfit. He fluttered around her like a moth on meth as he motioned for her to join him over at the threeway mirror.
“Ooh, Benji’s gonna pull out all the stops for you! I’m talking ombré, sombre, balayage…” He began speaking excitedly in a rapid flurry. Rina had no idea what he was saying at the end of that sentence but he was the expert, she reminded herself.
This outfit showed more skin than she was used to, making her slightly uncomfortable, and it must have shown in her posture because Benji said, “You shouldn’t be afraid to show off those beautiful curves of yours, honey.”
Rina snorted. “Sure, tell that to my mom and my ex,” she said as they stood in front of the threeway mirror.
“They’re idiots,” Benji snapped. “No offense. No wait, on second thought I take that back. No offense meant to your mother, after all she’s your mother, but offense definitely meant to that piece of shit loser ex-boyfriend of yours.”
Rina laughed in surprise. At least Benji was honest, if painfully
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