Caspian's pov

Help him change?

Why did he say it like this?

I get up from the couch and follow him to the changing room.

"How do want me to help?"

He closes the curtain. "I just need your assistance "

He starts taking his shirt off.

"You can just keep yours." I gulp.

"No. I will try theirs." He moves it off his Shoulders and my eyes fall on his abs.

"Hold it?" He puts it on my arm.

There are hangers next to us.

He puts on the shirt and blazer. "Will you button it?"

He moves to me flirting.

"Sure."

I button it with shaky hands.

"Are you cold?" He catches my hands.

In fact, I'm on fire.

"Just a bit. It's okay " i lie and button it. "There. The grey suit is good."

"I don't have the pants on yet."

"Then put them on." I say and disappear behind the curtain.

I sit back on the couch.

He comes out fully dress and smirks at me.

"What do you say? Is it good?

Or too tight." I look down to his thighs.

"I think it's fine." I laugh nervously and look away.

"Just fine?"

"Dion. Stop teasing." I whisper yell.

"Why? They won't care. I'm a loyal customer.

Do you like gray? I mean, you should. It's your name." He teases.

"Unless you want to change it to something else."

My eyes widen. "Gray is fine. I'm sticking with it."

"Maybe not after you see me in the black suit."

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"Get changed and stop fooling around."

He shrugs. "If you think I'm fooling." He disappears behind the curtain.

He walks out in the black suit.

"Mr. Gray?" He raise a brow.

"Looks fine. WILSON." I scoff and look away.

"Okay. I'm taking both of them then." He smirks.

He pays with the debit card and takes his bags to a car.

"Do you like gold?" He asks me.

"No."

"Pearls?"

"No."

"Oh my. Diamonds?" He looks at me shocked.

"Silver." I shrug.

"Huh? You will not be walking around with some cheap silver.

Pick or I will."

"Diamonds then." I lay my head on the seat and turn to him.

He bites the inside of his cheek and starts driving.

"Okay."

-

"I think this peace would look delicately on your skin tone, sir. It comes in two sizes. Don't be scared to take in your hands."

The man behind a glass counter tells me.

Dion basically dragged me to this shop.

"Let me." Dion takes the necklace and puts it on my neck.

"Looks almost as beautiful as you." He says.

I stare at the diamonds in the mirror.

"Dion. I can't take this. It's too much." I whisper so the man doesn't hear.

"Why not? I want it for you."

"But we are not even ... Together." I look up to him.

He smiles. "Then be mine." He raises a brow.

I gulp.

"It's only six hundred dollars. I made that in an hour.

It looks so good on you."

Be mine.

I only nod. "We will take this one. Can you pack it?"

"Of course, sir. Right away."

-

Dion takes my hand as I'm walking out the shop with mixed feelings.

"Thank you so much for the necklace.

I, you know you don't have to buy me expensive gifts just because you are rich.

Next time "

"I know i don't have to. But I can. " He looks at me , "do you feel pressured?

I don't want you to think you owe me something. "

"I mean ...a bit " i look at him.

"Oh." He pats my hair, "then let me stay at your place and make me company. "

That's not the same value but fine.

"Sure." I hold the box with necklace in my hands.

He is crazy for buying this.

But it will still not be crazy as the words.

Be mine. His. I'm his.

Is he boyfriend number 4? Wow. I feel so grown.

"What do you want to do at my place?" I ask him.