Before Purple Summers could scream, she was already embraced by the man behind her.
"New school uniform?" Alexander Summers asked affectionately.
"Are you crazy?!" Purple exclaimed in shock, spinning around, "This is the ladies' fitting room!"
Alexander acted as if he didn't hear her, lowering his head, interested in the hem of her skirt, "A little short."
Purple was nearly scared to death by him!
"Get out!"
She pushed Alexander, but was pressed against the mirror. Her warm skin touched the cold, hard surface, making her shiver.
Purple dared not breathe, chastising him in a low voice, "You'll get me killed! Get out, get out, hurry up and get out!"
Alexander was in a good mood, his expression one of newlywed joy after a brief separation. He teased, "Too focused on studying? You lost some weight."
