*Trinity's POV*

"I'm back!" Darla called as she opened the door, then stopped as she saw Matthew leaving. "Oh, I'm sorry, I can come back."

"No, it's fine," Matthew cut in, not the least bit embarrassed at having been found in the dressing room with me. "I think we are actually going to purchase the dress she has on.”

"That's great!" Darla exclaimed. She really was the perfect little saleswoman, keeping a check on her true ...