"What do you think of this one?" Naomi, already flushed and red turned and her eyes widened on seeing Daniel holding up a spaghetti strap bikini that had a thong for the underwear.
"Daniel." Her brows knitted into a frown as she snatched it and threw it down, turning her head back and forth to see that the attendants were at the cashier area, and hadn't bothered them with their prescence like Daniel had asked.
Daniel chuckled.
"What... It's not like anyone's here."
"I can only imagine," She warily said. "One of these cost the same as a whole wardrobe of clothes." She sighed. "I can't wear it."
Daniel frowned.
"What did I tell you?"
"But— I... "
"But nothing. I have the Money to spend on you, and I will do so generously because you deserve it... more than this, okay? Now stop making feel bad about spending on my woman and please pick something."
