87: I Think You Have Said Enough

Olivia's POV

I was still in bed when André came in with an armload of bags. I sat up in alarm and watched him drop the bags on the table.

"André, I thought you were just going to find a few and not the entire store..."

He silenced my complaints with a kiss, and when he pulled away, I could feel my face filling with colour.

"You are my woman, and if I could buy the world for you, I would. Now hurry up and get ready. We wouldn't want to keep everyone waiting."

I wanted to speak. I wanted to protest still, but my tongue was stuck to the roof of my mouth. Why did he always have to do this to me?

I exhaled and got out of bed. I felt his eyes on my body as I grabbed the towel and slipped into the bathroom.

I had a quick shower, and when I got out, I was surprised to see André sitting on the bed. On his lap was a dress that he had picked out for me.

"André, what are you doing?"

"If I am going to take my woman to see another man, I would like him to know that I can take care of her by myself