Shopping with him

I wasted Leander's precious time by taking my time to choose a perfect dress. Well, I didn't care about the dress but I did care about taking my sweet revenge on him after last night's mishaps. Only if he had let me finish, I wouldn't have been here and he wouldn't have to put everything on hold just to cater to me. "I look fat in this," I said, running my hands through my belly and legs. It was a short red dress that made my stomach look like I had been surviving on junk food over the past year. Leander groaned and leaned back in the dressing room. "Can you just pick anything? Fast? Please?" He asked, for the third time in a row. He had been dying to leave the mall after spending two hours here, with me. I was hell-bent on making his life miserable after he tried to make mine. Unzipping the dress, I let it fall over the carpet before I walked out and grabbed another one while completely ignoring what he had just told me. He stared at me in disbelief, lips parted open and eyes wide whi