Your eyes scanned the room filled with racks of clothes. The perfect clothes. But you were picky, and weren’t quite sure what to get.

That was until your gaze set on a dress. It was beautiful, and you knew Rafe would love you in it. You searched for your size and found it, then the price tag.

1k.

Your face soured as you backed away from the dress. But unfortunately, Rafe caught you just before you were about to leave it. “I thought you liked it?” he questioned, wrapping his arms around you from behind.

“I did, but… c’mon, Rafe. The price! Look at this.” you showed him the price and he was yet to flinch at the sight. He shrugged. “Okay? I don’t see the issue here.”

You turned around to face him. “Are you serious?”

“Get it.”

“What?”

He smiled, grabbing one in your size. “I’m serious, baby. Get it. You should know that price really isn’t an issue when you’re with me by now.” It should’ve reassured you, but his sentence just made you feel guilty.

“But—“ Rafe kissed you softly to shut you up. “Stop that,” he mumbled against your lips. “I’d buy you the whole store if you wanted it. I have more than enough money, so I don’t know why you’re acting like that. Y’know I love spoiling you.” he handed you the dress, nodding approvingly with a small smile. “Go try it on.”

“Seriously?”

“I’m so serious. I wanna see you in it.”

And then you did. Stepping out of the dressing room, careful to not trip on the long dress, Rafe’s eyes danced along your figure. His eyebrows raised as he let out a low whistle. Your face flushed at his attention.

“Do you like it?” you asked shyly.

Rafe spilled out a low laugh, biting his lip as he moved towards you. His hands immediately found your waist, pulling you into him as he leaned down to kiss you. Over and over.

“Mmm, I love it,” his lips moved to your cheek. After a while, he pulled away, landing a small smack to your ass. “Hurry back into that dressing room before I go in there with you.”

Rafe ended up spending over 15k on you that day. No regrets either.