@therealnealxhopper
Honestly, the last place she expected to find Neal was in Cartier on Fifth Avenue. He didn’t exactly strike her as a Cartier kinda guy, but maybe she’d been misjudging him. Truly, she didn’t know anything about him, which she considered as she made her way next to him, pressing her shoulder lightly against his to alert him of her presence. “Shopping for a special someone? Or treating yourself tonight?”














