Shopping

Laeddin took us to a place in New York City called Bloomingdales. We had a salesperson help us. It was fun buying clothes after the small freak out I had when I turned to study my reflection in the mirror and saw no actual wings.

Okay, a big freak out.

"What's wrong?" Laeddin asked, popping into the dressing room with me. I screamed again, quickly covering myself with the shirt I was about to try on.

His eyes roamed over my body quickly before focusing on my face.

"Look at my back," I said, turning it toward him, my teeth chattering.

His eyes got dark, like emeralds, and he licked his lips. I was mesmerized by the action.