“It’s so weird,” he says, shaking his head with a puzzled frown, but his eyes sparkle. “They gave it to us for free.” Behind him, the sales associate pretends to look busy but sneaks us glances, smiling to herself. I sigh, smiling. “Hayden.” His hand comes to my lower back and he leads me out of the store. “They were like, please, sir, take this dress. You’re doing us a favor.”
