Chapter 13

Chapter Thirteen

Louis caught up to me once we were outside of the office building, I looked up as he placed his arm around my shoulder pulling me closer to him.

“You may not have agreed to be mine, but I’m yours.”  He whispered in my ear making me shiver as goosebumps prickled across my skin.  

“Louis,” I chided as he guided me into the shopping center.

“Yes little one?” he said with a smirk, I felt his fingers tracing across my shoulder, the heat of him seeping through my clothing.  Had he always been this warm?

“What did the elders want earlier?”  I asked, my curiosity finally getting the better of me.

“You don’t ask the easy questions,” he sighed as we walked, “Suffice it to say that our Vega asked Marcus to mate with her.”

“What?”  I stopped in my tracks and looked up at Louis.

“She wanted Marcus to become her mate.”  Louis repeated.

“That’s what I thought you said, what exactly does that mean?”  I asked biting my lip as shoppers moved past us.

“When a dragon picks a mate, it’s for life.  She wanted Marcus to choose her, so she could bear his young and hopefully breed more dragons.  We’re pretty rare you know?”  He said with a slight smile as he tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear.  

“I guess so, I mean I thought dragons were myths until a few hours ago.”  I said as his fingers trailed down my neck making me shiver even though I wasn’t cold.

“I’m glad you understand Amelia.”  Louis said brushing his thumb over my cheek before reaching down to take my hand in his.  

Did I understand what he meant?  No, not really.  I mean I get not wanting to be attached to someone for your entire life and basically being a sperm donor.  So I could understand why Marcus would turn Vega down.  What, did that mean that Louis and Marcus wanted to take me as their mate.

I mean, that was a super big step and one that I didn’t think I was ready for, I looked down at out clasped hands as Louis led me into a boutique.  

“Louis, not that store.”  I said trying to pull my hand away from his.

“Why not that one?”  He asked looking at me with a raised eyebrow.

“I can’t afford anything in there.”  I said motioning to the expensive short dress that was hanging in the window, “Those are all designer items, can we go somewhere else?”  

“I think we should go here, it’s my date with you little one and I want to treat you.”  He said stopping to look down at me, his smile soft as his eyes sparkled in the light.

“Louis,” I pleaded, he brought his hands up and cupped my cheeks.

“Let me spoil you Amelia.”  He said and I had the feeling that I was in over my head.

“Fine, but we go somewhere else for the shoes.”  I said with a pout and his smile widened as kissed my nose.

“I know just the place, now come on let's find you a dress.”  He said pulling me into the store.  

Walking into the boutique was like walking into another world.  I walked up to a black dress that was simple in it’s cut and I hoped wouldn’t be too expensive.  Looking at the tag proved me wrong and made me grimace, how could anyone justify paying such an outrageous price for a dress.

“Do you like that one?”  Louis asked as he started sorting through the dresses picking out ones that he liked.

“It’s not bad,” I said moving to another rack hoping to find something less expensive.  I knew Louis could afford those dresses, but I wasn’t comfortable with the idea of him spending that much on me.  I looked at another tag and I heard him let out a sigh.  

“Stop looking at the tags little one,” he said and I looked up trying to hide my guilty expression.  I watched as Louis flagged down a sales associate and asked her to get a dressing room ready for me.  He handed her the dresses in his arms and I couldn’t help but frown.

“Why did you grab so many dresses?”  I asked raising an eyebrow as I worried my lower lip.

“So I can see how you look in them, humor me?”  He said walking up to me, he put his hands on my shoulders and turned me towards the dressing room giving me a gentle shove.  He grabbed another dress and handed it to me as he moved to sit on one of the white leather chairs just outside of the changing area.

Clutching the dress in my hands I walked into the dressing room, the brunette attendant smiled at me a perfect toothpaste commercial smile.

“If you need any help with anything, please let me know,”  She said as she finished hanging up the dresses and stepped out of the small room, closing the door behind her with a soft click.  

I nervously ran my hands across the smooth dark fabric of the dress in my hands, lifting it up to hold it against my body.  I bit my lip as I tilted my head, what did they see in me that made them want to spoil me?

I hung the dress up and kicked my heels off as I studied myself, I wasn’t slim like the other ladies in the office my stomach had never been flat and probably never would be.  I unzipped my skirt looking at the curve of my hips flaring out from underneath my blouse.  I had great legs, and my heels made them seem even longer.  

I unbuttoned my shirt and let it fall to the floor, my breasts were full and round.  I turned away from the mirror and glanced at the birthmark that rested on my lower back, it’s strange trailing shape had always made me feel too self-conscious to wear anything too revealing.  I slipped the dress over my head and smoothed out the figure hugging fabric.

Looking into the mirror I frowned, this dress was way too low cut for me dipping down the center of my cleavage showing the purple lace of my bra.  It was much too short falling at the top of my thighs, I tried pulling it down, but that just made the top go lower.  I slid the zipper closed as I heard Louis cough outside.  I peaked my head out of the door.

“ I can’t come out in this.”  I said, looking at him as he played with his phone.

“Yes you can little one, I promise I won’t tease you.”  He said looking up from his phone with a smirk.

“You’ll tell me if it looks bad?”  I asked.

“I will always be honest with you.”  He said and I opened the door up and slipped out showing him the dress, my cheeks flaming red.