James Beauford, your enemy who is becoming something more, although they won't admit it... is taking you to one of his family's fashion boutiques in London

"So it's not true that you bathe in champagne, eat caviar for breakfast and break water beds during sex?" you said mockingly, both of you in his limo.

"Once I dropped a bottle of champagne in the pool and fell in by accident, the caviar seems disgusting... and as for the third one, it wasn't a waterbed" he smiled