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Gavin and I were met with the scent of old wood and fabric when we stepped into t museum. The space, brightly lit with glittering chandeliers overhead, was practically swarming with people.
And for good reason, too; the exhibition on vintage fashion was filled with famous pieces, from iconic Chanel sets to the first Louboutin heel prototypes.
As we stepped into the crowded space, our programs in hand, Gavin leaned close to me -the heady scent of his cologne momentarily overwhelming my senses. "This is some turnout, isn't it?" he asked.
I nodded hastily, my cheeks instantly reddening at our close proximity. "Yes. It is."
But truthfully, my mind was hardly on the fashion-I couldn't stop feeling self-conscious beside Gavin. He looked particularly handsome tonight, dressed in a sharp that I had knitted myself, my hair pulled back into a half-bun and tied with a matching tight red sweater dress red ribbon.
sweater and blazer combination with tailored slacks. I wore.
This was a date. A real date. Any girl would have been elated to step out with a guy like Gavin, but I could only feel guilty.
Because somehow, I knew that tonight would end with me rejecting him.
Still, I had promised Gavin one date. I had promised to give us a chance, no matter how small-not just to him, but also to myself. And I planned on going through with that promise.
"Let's check out the coffee stand first," Gavin said, nodding his head toward the concessions by the front door. "I'll get you whatever you want so we can sip and walk."
I nodded stiffly, trying not to dwell too much on the sensation of his hand on my lower back as we made our way over to the concession stand. Gavin bought us each a latte, the contents inside the cardboard cup warm against my trembling fingers. After that, the two of us made our way inside the exhibit. We waded through the sea of
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people, coffee cups in hand, our faces flushed with nerves. When I saw the first piece on the mannequin, though, I instantly felt my worries slip away.
"That's a real Gucci piece!" I breathed as I sidled up to the mannequin adorned with a wool riding suit. "That has to be from the nineteen-twenties, maybe thirties."
Gavin hummed to himself and leaned in closer to take a look at the outfit. "How could you tell it was Gucci so fast?" he asked with a slight chuckle.
"I don't know." I replied. "I just... know it when I see it."
do that with
"That one is Chanel-that's easy, though, because of the signature houndstooth pattern. And over there is a
Gavin and I made our way around the exhibit. I'd point out tiny details in each piece, positively gushing over the fabric or the cuts or the patterns. All the while, Gavin watched with a pleasant smile on his face. Every so often, I would feel his fingers brush mine-but, panicking,
as I was prattling off the details about a rare Gunne Sax dress from the seventies, I turned to see him watching me with
"I'm so sorry," I said, running a hand through my hair. "I get a little carried
alright. I think
opened my mouth to respond, my cheeks reddening even more.
breathed, my
For a moment, Edwin's gray eyes met mine before he quickly turned and began to push toward the door. But it was too late; I had seen him already. And the fury that began to bubble just beneath the
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who had gotten stuck behind a group of slow walkers. I tapped him roughly on the shoulder and placed one hand on my hip. "What are you doing here?"
so?
up with a smooth recovery, but it was too late. Edwin's upper lip curled back ever so slightly. "I really am here to see the exhibit. despite what you may think, Miss Thatcher," he hissed. "Have I interrupted a date
widened, and I began
date." He paused, glancing over at me. "Or at least, I
chuckled wryly and turned on
that, he
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museum. The night air nipped at my skin, a cold wind blowing across the sidewalk, but I didn't shiver. I
college kids do-going on dates, enjoying life. Gavin seemed
wasn't. I couldn't help but feel irritated whenever I saw the way he smiled at her. And when they had been wandering the exhibit, his
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