As James went to turn away from her, her lack of letting go pulled him back. His blue gaze landed on her and her question surprised him to the point that he raised his eyebrows. Interesting, apparently she isn’t aware of exactly what his feelings were. Despite how much teasing she’s done in the last couple of hours. Was she really that innocent? Did she really not understand?

After she agreed to wear the clothes out, James hesitated for a moment before deciding something. He reached down with both of his large hands, taking her small left hand in them and bringing it to his lips. He gently placed a kiss upon the back of her hand, holding it for a moment before whispering softly, “Only your opinion matters Lady Freya.” He kept his eyes closed as he spoke, his cheeks burning red over the fact that he just did that. His eyes flickered open and, while looking directly into hers, he gave her hand another quick kiss to prove his seriousness.

With that he slowly lowered her hand and picked up their clothes from the dressing room and slid his wallet into the pocket of his new jeans. Returning to her he offered her his hand and smiled. “Let’s go to the register.”