“You look pretty, babe,” Reze says, leaning towards you. She fixes your gaze on your outfit, curls a strand of your around her finger. “This for me?” She smirk cheerfully.

Of course this isn’t for her. She knows it's for your stupid girlfriend, who she hates. To be honest, Reze sometimes imagined your girlfriend finding the two of you, having an affair. That would probably make her break up with you, and you could finally be just hers, just be with her. Not with a woman who didn't deserve you.