Before I know it, we are pulling outside a small black storefront and I look up to see 'Agent Provocateur' written in a gorgeous pink script. Lingerie. Okay, I can do this. I take Alex's hand as he leads me into the shop and I am astonished when the assistant walks over and greets him by name. Clearly, he has been here before. A streak of jealousy runs through me as I think about all the other girls he may have been buying underwear for and I don't even realise that I am scowling until Alex chuckles next to me. "Liv, I can read you like a book. There is nothing to be jealous about. I was in here yesterday organising this for you," Alex whispers into my ear, and I immediately feel myself relax.