Chapter twenty

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They shared a peaceful and quiet breakfast, letting the words from earlier sink in.

“Do you still want to go shopping?” Richie asked as he cleaned up the table.
“I don’t have much money but I’d like to.” Sarah said.

Richie smiled, did she really think that? He walked over to her and wrapped his arms around her waist. “I’m taking you shopping which means I’m paying.” He said softly.
She looked up at him. “You already bought me an expensive bikini and that underwear was probably expensive too.” She said.
“I like to buy you pretty things. Maybe a pretty diamond necklace.” He teased.
“Richie, no, that’s too much.” She said quickly, surprised at his gesture.
“Okay, just pretty clothes then.” He smiled and hugged her, letting Sarah wrap her arms around him.

They shared an embrace for a few minutes.

“I love you.” Richie said for good measure.
“I know, I’m sorry.”
“You don’t have anything to be sorry for.” He said, tilting her head for a short kiss.
“I love you too.”

As Richie let her go again, he spotted her bra strap dropping from under her t-shirt. He reached out to put it back in place.

“Want me to adjust the straps?” He asked
Sarah smiled at him. “If you want to.”

She turned around, Richie lifted up her t-shirt to her shoulders and made the straps tighter.

He noticed the bruises were mostly all gone now. Maybe she would like to know too, he still held up her t-shirt as he said, “Your bruises are almost all gone,” close to her ear, and then kissed her shoulder.

Sarah shivered at the sensation and slumped her shoulders at the relaxing feeling.

Richie’s lips didn’t move away from her skin and kissed a path across to her other shoulder.

This time Sarah moaned. “We were going shopping.” She said.
“Right.” He answered and placed one more kiss in the middle of her shoulder blades and put her t-shirt back down. “Are you ready to go?” He asked.
Sarah turned around to meet him. “All ready.”



Hours later, they found themselves in a mall near the city.

So far he had talked Sarah into buying two t-shirts, at least it were v-necks, so he was happy with that too.

“I haven’t seen you in a skirt.” He thought out loud.
“I don’t own a skirt or a dress.” She said.
“We should fix that then.” Richie said, already starting his way to another clothing store.

Sarah was holding his hand and was being pulled along to another store.

Once inside, Richie found a few skirts and dresses.

“Can we start with skirts?” Sarah asked uncertain about it, her legs were too pale for something short.
“Yeah.” He walked back to where they had seen skirts.

From the rack he picked out a knee length, red skirt.

“That’s really bright.” She said a little uncertain again, the color was fiery, bright red.
“Is it?” He asked, it looked fine to him.

Sarah looked for another red colored, less bright piece of clothing and held it next to the skirt he was holding.

“That’s less bright?” He asked, he didn’t see a difference.
“You seriously don’t see it?” She asked worried that something might be wrong.
“Honey, relax, I’m colorblind.” He said calming with a smile.
“What? Oh my God, that was so rude of me. I’m so sorry.” She quickly apologized.
Richie chuckled. “Don’t worry.” He waved it off. “So this is too bright red?” He asked to be sure.
“You know it’s red?” Sarah asked even more confused.
“Isn’t it?” He asked now confused too.
“Yes it is. So if you don’t see it as red, what is it?” She asked interested now.
“You’d call it dark brown.” He hung the skirt back on the rack.
“Then what does brown look like?” She asked, still interested.
“Brown, just don’t put red and brown next to each other.” He half joked.

Sarah started looking through the racks herself, asking him more questions about colors.

Finally Sarah picked out a denim skirt, shorter than the one Richie had been holding.

He raised an eyebrow. “That’s shorter.” He pointed out.
“I know.”
“Want to try it on?”



Sarah invited him in to the changing room and changed in to the skirt. It reached above her knees and he loved how it hugged the top of her thighs.

“I like it.” He concluded.
“Me too.” She agreed.

Richie noticed the tag on the waistband on the back of the skirt and reached for it, quickly reading the price, if she kept picking out cheap things, she was going to end up with more clothes than she could wear.

He wrapped his arms around her and looked in the mirror. “You look pretty.” He said. “I love your legs.”
Sarah smiled again. “It’s nice.”
“We better hurry and buy it then.” He urged.



They found more clothes for Sarah until Richie asked if she still wanted underwear and nightwear and they were off to find a lingerie store.



They found a store only a few stores away from the one they just left.

It didn’t take long for Sarah to find something she likes, which was a surprise to both of them.

“How do you see green?” She asked excited, showing him the set.
“Also brown-ish.” He said.

That disappointed her, she wanted him to see it the same way she did.

Sarah looked around the store for more colors.

“How about blue?” She asked as she walked across the store to another rack.
“I like blue.” Richie said, following her, strangely she seemed more at ease than at the other clothing stores.
“But does it look like blue?”
“It does. Why does it matter?” He asked, in the other stores she hadn’t asked him.
“Because I want you to see the same as I do, you have to like it too.” Sarah explained for him.
“Well, I do like this.” Richie reached for the blue set Sarah had been looking at.

It was almost similar to the one she was already wearing. He held it as Sarah turned around again.

“Black and white?” She asked again.
“Look the same.” He answered; it was nice she was being considerate of his vision. No one had done that before.

Sarah spotted black lingerie, along with matching babydolls and picked one out.

“Do you like this?” She asked, looking at it again herself.

The straps were thing, the cups molded and had a grey floral print, the dress itself flowed down and was made entirely out of lace.

“I like it.” He said.

Sarah handed it to him and starting browsing through the bras.



“You don’t have shoes yet.” Richie pointed out as they left the store with another two bags, “to go with your skirt.”

Sarah thought about it, she needed shoes too? She kind of had let herself go in the lingerie store but she wanted to look pretty for him.

“I think I already spent enough of your money.”
“No, you haven’t, and look a shoe store.” He stretched his arm to point to the shoe store he had spotted.

He took her hand and walked over to the store. Of course he walked right over to the high heeled shoes, looking for something he’s like to see on her.

“I can’t wear these right now.” Sarah said, a little scared to disappoint him.
“If we buy them now, you have them for when you can.”

Sarah agreed and took the pair Richie was looking at. She found a chair and sat down to try on the right shoe, to at least have the correct size.

When she stood up she was a good few inches taller. She gave the pair to Richie to hold too.

“Maybe you need regular shoes too.” He advised. Hers were looking very worn out.
Looking down at her shoes, Sarah shrugged agreed. “I guess you’re right.”

A few minutes later Sarah had another pair of shoes on and did a short walk.

Richie watched her back, her behind, was she walking funny? It certainly looked like it. He looked up when Sarah stopped in front of him. “This pair too then.” He asked with a smile.

Sarah smiled back.



On the way back to the car, Richie checked his watch, surprised how late it was. The whole day had gone by without them knowing it. It was getting time to go to the restaurant instead of the castle they wanted to visit.

Richie dropped the shopping bags in the car’s trunk and gave Sarah a hand to get in the car, then asked the driver to find them a fancy restaurant.

Confused Sarah asked, “I thought we were going to a castle?”
“It’s almost six but we could go tomorrow morning.” He explained.



Like he had promised the night before, the restaurant was nicer than the one at the hotel.

The host brought them to a dimly lit table in the back and lighted the two tall candles that stood in the middle of the table.

Their waiter brought them menus and Richie declined the wine chart again. Sarah was glad he was doing good but she knew it would get harder.

Preparing their food took as long as the day before.

“Isn’t this better than yesterday?” Richie asked.
“It is, but I liked yesterday too.” Sarah said honestly, she didn’t mind it was less fancy.
“Now we have two candles though, upgrade.” He joked.

The food was exquisite and perfectly cooked.

“Do we have dessert too?” Sarah asked when their empty plates were brought away.
“Whatever you like.” He answer, picking up the menu again, he started reading desserts. “Chocolate cake?” He looked up at her with the question. “Chocolate mousse?” He looked up again and did so every time he read the next item.

Finally Sarah heard what she wanted and Richie ordered one so they could share.

As soon as the dessert arrived, Richie pulled the plate to him, picked up the spoon and scooped some up on the spoon and held it out for Sarah.

“You’re feeding me?” She chuckled nervously.
“Just go with it, it’s supposed to be romantic.”

Sarah chuckled again and reached in to take the bite. “Mmmm, that’s really good, you should try it.” She picked up the other spoon and held a bite out for him.
“That is good.” He agreed.



They managed to get back to the hotel before 10.

“You’re right, that was amazing.” Sarah plopped down on the bed, complete happy with the day they had together.
“We should do that again huh?” He asked.
“If you want to.” She started taking her shoes off and rubbing her ankle.
“Didn’t you like it?” Richie put down all the bags on the couch.
“I did.” She looked up at him.
“So we can do it again?”
Sarah nodded, a little painful look on her face.
“Is it hurting?” He asked, worried and walked over to her. “We walked too long, didn’t we?”
“Yeah, it just really started hurting now.”
“Lie down.”

Richie helped her to lie down and grabbed his pillows to raise her foot. He sat down next to her and reached for the phone, he needed pillows and Sarah needed an ice pack.

“I need to use the bathroom.” Sarah said when he put the phone away.
Turning to face her, he asked, “Can you walk?”
“It’s okay.” She sat up, waiting for him to move. “Can you get me that bag so I can change too?”

Richie stood up, held his hands out to help her up and took the small bag from the couch, handing it to her.

While Sarah was in the bathroom, room service arrived. He put his new pillows on the bed and the ice pack on the night stand.

In his bag he found a pair of boxers and changed in to them before getting in bed and waiting for Sarah to return.

As he relaxed against his pillows, the bathroom door opened and his jaw dropped.

“You look amazing.” He finally managed to say as Sarah got back in bed.
“All for you.” She smiled at him.
“Thanks, I love it and you.”
“I love you too.”

Sarah moved closer to him, snuggling against him and letting him wrap his arms around her, she closed her eyes.

Soon enough, she could feel his hand sneaking under her dress.