Emily's POV
"Maybe it's my turn to pick a nice suit for you how about that?"
I pointed to the male collection full of expensive suits.
Ethan's eyes widened in surprise, and a hint of a smile played on his lips.
"You want to pick out a suit for me?"
His voice was tinged with amusement. I nodded, feeling a sense of mischief.
"Yes, why not? You've been dictating my wardrobe choices all day. It's my turn to return the favor."
Ethan chuckled, his eyes sparkling with delight. "Alright, Mrs. Smith. I'm in your hands."
He gestured to the male collection, and I began browsing through the racks, running my fingers over the expensive fabrics.
"Hmm, let's see...what would suit you best?"
I muttered to myself, scanning the options. Ethan watched me with an air of anticipation, his eyes never leaving mine.
I finally settled on a sleek black tuxedo, complete with a crisp white shirt and a black bow tie.
