Carlotta looked concerned and then Chris smiled at her. ‘But strangely I find you even more attractive in heels,’ he said seductively.
Carlotta cocked her head to one side. ‘Is that so?’
Chris pulled her to him again. ‘Come home with me?’ he asked.
‘No,’ said Carlotta coyly.
‘Why not?’ asked Chris.
‘Because I have to get something first, then I will be over, OK? Can you wait that long?’
‘Maybe. You promise you will come over?’ he asked, searching her face.
‘I will be there. Go home and wait for me,’ she ordered.
Carlotta kissed him again and smiled. ‘Have a little faith, OK?’
‘OK, but this is a very vulnerable man in front of you,’ he said.
Carlotta laughed at him again. ‘Fuck off and I’ll be there soon.’
Chris left the store, glancing back over his shoulder a few times as Carlotta waved him away with her hand. She bought the book and headed onto the street. Glancing up and down among the Friday night shoppers, she saw the shop she was looking for. Almost running in her flats, she pushed open the heavy doors.
‘Hello, welcome to Manolo Blanick. Is there something you are looking for?’ asked the salesgirl.
Carlotta took a deep breath. ‘I need the highest and most glamorous shoes you have.’
‘Of course,’ said the salesgirl.
Ten minutes later Carlotta was rushing back to Chris’s apartment with her shoes tucked safely in her Hermes tote, after telling the salesgirl she would forgo the shoebox and bag. As she went back up to Chris’s floor she found him waiting for her outside his door.
‘Hello,’ he said, smiling.
‘Hello, I told you I’d be back,’ she said.
They stood facing each other.
‘What did you need to do?’
‘Nosy, nosy,’ she said.
‘Are you saying I have a big nose?’ he asked.
‘Yes, you do and you need to not poke it into my business,’ she said primly.
‘I hope I do get to poke it in your business,’ he said huskily.
Carlotta was both shocked and turned on by his crudeness. ‘You are disgusting,’ she said, slapping his arm.
‘Yes, I am, and I can’t wait to show you how disgusting I am,’ he said, pulling her into his arms and kissing her again.
Carlotta felt herself melting and considered letting him fuck her in the hallway when the door opened. Alexia was sitting looking at them with an eyebrow arched.
‘The young lovers return,’ she said dryly.
Carlotta pulled herself from Chris’s clutches. ‘Sorry about my hasty exit. I had to pop out and get something.’
‘Oh, what was that?’ asked Alexia.
