He glanced over her shoulder toward the underwear, and Suzy looked behind her.
“Drake, if you want to get her some underwear, then get her some underwear,” Suzy said.
“I’m buying it for Grace.”
“Okay.”
“You know that right?”
“I’m really confused now, Drake. What’s the problem? I’m not going to tease you or start telling everyone that you’ve bought underwear.” She frowned at him.
“I don’t want you telling Grace that I was buying underwear in case she thinks it’s for someone else.”
“Oh, in case I made her think that you were cheating.”
“Which I’m not. I’m buying stuff for Grace.”
Suzy placed her hand over her mouth and chuckled. “You’re seriously overthinking this, Drake. I wouldn’t have even thought that you were buying stuff for someone else.” She looked past him toward the counter. “I’ve got to go and serve some customers. Buy what you want.”
She left him alone, shaking her head.
He really didn’t want to screw this up with Grace, and already he was nervous as fuck.
Get your fucking head in the game!
Moving toward the underwear, he started looking through the variety that was on offer. Lace, silk, padded, low cut, and there were even some sexy ones that held the breasts up, showing off the nipples.
Thinking about Grace’s dark brown hair and pale skin, he started to pick some pastel color, along with a set of red, and even white lace. He wanted to see her dark nipples peeking through the white lace, along with the dark hair covering her pussy.
He was getting hard just thinking about it.
“What are you doing here?” Pixie asked, making Drake jump.
“What the fuck, man?” Drake figured he had enough to get started, and glared at his brother. “Why are you here?”
“I always come here.”
“He does. He’s made it his own personal hobby, haven’t you, Pixie?” Suzy asked, coming to stand with them. “You just can’t get rid of him.”
“Promise to go out with me, and I’ll give you a break.”
“So one date is all it will take for you to lose interest?”
“Not interest, but I’ll give you time to get over what I’d do to your pussy.”
Suzy laughed. “Whatever.” She turned toward Drake. “Did you find what you want?”
“I did. I’m ready to leave now.”
He followed Suzy back to the counter, and she rang up his purchases. Drake noticed she kept on looking toward Pixie, and sometimes she’d bite her lip before shaking her head, and finishing off.
“Is everything okay?” he asked.
“Yeah, of course, why wouldn’t it be?”
“You’re looking at Pixie a little conflicted.”
“It’s nothing. I was just thinking about a conversation Chloe, Grace, and I were having. Don’t worry about it.”