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He had no idea what size or length they were Soht be siloves looked virtually identical But they didn’t feel identical

She slid her hands into the pair he handed her and s ‘But they see’

In an instant the personal shopper handed her an alternative pair Grace swapped them over and stretched her hands out ‘Yes, they feel better’

‘Perfect Add this to our bill, please,’ he said ‘We’re going to the Christmas department’

‘ButI haven’t decided yet’ Grace had her hand on the collar of the coat

Finlay shrugged ‘But I have—the coat is perfect The colour is perfect The fit is perfect and the length is perfect What else is there to say?’

He started to walk away but Grace wasn’t finished

‘But et louder as he kept walking, ‘What if I wanted a red coat? Or a blue one? Or a black one? What if I don’t even like coats?’

People near theain and strode back over to her, catching her by the shoulders and spinning her back around to face the mirror

‘Grace This is you This is your coat No one else could possibly wear it’ He held his hands up as he looked over her shoulder

Her dark brown eyes fixed on his For a second he was lost Lost staring at those chocolate eyes, in the face frairl dressed in the perfect rose-coloured coat

There was a tilt to her chin of defiance Was she going to continue to fight with him?

Her tongue slid along her lips as her eyes disconnected with his and stared at her reflection ‘No one has ever done so like this for me,’ she whispered at a level only he could hear She pulled her hand frolove and wound one of her tresses of hair around her finger as she kept staring at her reflection

‘Just say yes,’ he whispered back

She blinked, before lowering her gaze and unwinding her finger frolove and undid the buttons on the coat, slipping it from her shoulders

She handed it to the personal shopper ‘Thank you,’ she said si and looked in the other direction ‘Right,’ she said smartly, ‘let’s hit the Christmas department We have work to do’