Girl Get Rid Of That Jerk by Melissa Johns

Chapter 470

The sales associate's eyes sparkled-she loved customers who knew what they wanted.

"Absolutely. Give me just a second and I'll get this wrapped up for you."

"You have fantastic taste. This dress is from our latest collection and it's been flying off the racks. Actually, this is the last one we have left," she said, smiling brightly.

Just as she reached up to take the dress off the mannequin, the boutique's door swung open and in walked a couple.

The woman was impossible to miss: heavy makeup, tiny camisole, ultra-short denim skirt—she oozed confidence, her curves and long legs on full display.

“Babe, I want that dress. Will you buy it for me?" she cooed, pointing at the blue maxi Allison had picked out, clinging to her boyfriend's arm.

He grinned. "Of course, if you want it, it's yours."

Without waiting for a reply, he waved at the associate, barking, "Hey, wrap that dress up for us."

the

routine. "I'm sorry, sir, ma'am-this lady picked out that dress first, and it's the last one in stock. But we have lots

the woman snapped, her smile

man turned to Allison,

she's gorgeous, he

And that figure-absolutely stunning.

was so natural, untouched by plastic surgery. Definitely in a different league than the Instagram-perfect

that he could make it too obvious, not with his girlfriend right there. Still, he wasn't about to back down in front of her—his pride wouldn't

straight at Allison. "I want that dress. Why don't you pick something

wallet and slid out a thick stack of bills,

out a cold, amused laugh. "I saw it first. I'm not giving it

distracted by her face and figure until now, but the logo caught his eye Anyone carrying

lips. "My girlfriend really wants that dress. How

were ice-cold.