Chapter one
hundred and forty-eight:
Jen was
wandering through a clothing store at the mall closest to the Hanson’s house.
Shopping for clothes was the last thing she wanted to be doing, but
She took a sip
from the tea
“See anything
you like?”
Jen jumped and spilled
her tea on her hand. “Jesus,
“Sorry. Burn
yourself?” He reached into his pocket and removed a wad of napkins with the
Starbucks Logo on them. He patted her hand dry. “Sorry, I’ll give you more
warning next time, before I scare the shit out of you, okay?” He smiled at her.
Jen nodded. She
had to admit he had been acting very sweet all day. He insisted on doing
everything she wanted to do. “It’s okay, its not really that hot, or anything…”
She cleared her throat. “I uhh, was just looking at
this… skirt.” She focused her attention on the nearest item of clothing.
“Are you going
to try it on?” He asked, stuffing the napkins back in his pocket.
“Ummm… no, that’s okay. I’m sure you don’t want to be
hanging around all day while I try on clothes-“
“I don’t mind.”
He interrupted. “Go on, try it on.”
Jenna picked the
smallest size on the rack so she knew it wouldn’t fit, and she wouldn’t waste
time. “Okay.”
He followed her
to the change room and sat on the stool by the door. “I’ll hold your tea.”
She smiled,
“thank you.” She handed him her cup and walked down the row of dressing rooms,
turned the corner and found another row. The one at the very back had an open
stall.
She stepped
inside and locked the door. She tried on the skirt, and remarkably it fit. She
hated her reflection in the mirror, but really did like the skirt.
She swallowed
hard, wanting to suddenly get away from her reflection. On a whim, she opened
the door and walked out into the hallway, where
“What do you
think of this?” She asked him, taking her tea and drawing a small sip.
“It’s pretty.
And it would be cool in the summer… right?” He shrugged slightly.
Jen laughed,
modestly. “Yeah, right. I have hideous legs.”
“I think you
have nice legs…”
Jen felt herself
blush. “I don’t think I like it that much, I’m going to change.”
She turned away,
carrying her tea, and walked quickly back her change room, to hide her pink
cheeks.
She stepped into
the change room and turned to look at herself in the mirror again, but noticed
something that hadn’t been there before. Written on the mirror, in her favorite
color of lipstick was “STAY AWAY FROM HIM”.
Jenna gasped and
backed against the door in alarm.
“Jen, you forgot
to give me your tea, I don’t think you can bring it in here-“
He stopped when he noticed her standing against the door with her hands
over her mouth and nose.
“Jen?” He stepped closer until he noticed the
writing in on the mirror. “Jesus Christ.” He muttered, “Come here.” He extended
a hand and enveloped her in a firm hug to comfort her. “I’m going to call mall
security, okay?”
“No!” She
gasped, pulling away. “We can’t tell anyone.”
“Jen, I don’t
think that’s a good idea. I think we should tell someone-“ He
began.
“Give me your
napkins.” She held out her hand.
With the
napkins, Jen started wiping the lipstick from the mirror. “
“Jen-“
”
“Let me change
and we’ll get out of here.”
“Fine.” He surrendered. “But I’ll be right on
the other side of this door. I’m not letting you out of my sight for the rest
of the day.”
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