Day 5: Shopping
“Babe, we’re supposed to be looking for a gift for Yakov.” Sara whined as she turned back to look at the designer fedora’s laid out in front of her. She had noticed upon visiting Mila and the other members of the Russian team at their rink that the older man’s hat was beginning to wear thing and old from use.
“You don’t think I’d look sexy in this?” She couldn’t help but smile at the tone of her girlfriend’s voice. Of course, Mila would look sexy in it; Mila looked sexy in anything she wore, from her training clothes to her very edgy cocktail dresses to her most X-rated lingerie. Lax of sexiness was not the problem at all.
“Of course you would, babe, but we’re looking for something for Yakov. I brought you along so you could help me pick out something he’d like.”
“And because you can’t resist being around me?” Mila wrapped her arms around Sara’s waist and hugged her from behind.
“That too.” Sara hummed and picked up one of the fedoras. This one was wrapped in beautiful grey felt and had a dark band around it with a few small red feathers tucked into it, “What do you think?”
“Looks like Yakov.” She mumbled as she looked at the hat.
“You think he’ll mind the feathers?”
“Nah.” Sara set the hat down and picked up another one without feathers, “I think he might like this one more, but its so devoid of color. What do you think?”
“Looks like Yakov.”
Sara sighed, “I dunno. I dunno. Babe, what do you think?”
“I think we should wander over to the intimates section and pick out something for tonight…”
“Mila!” Sara turned in her girlfriend’s arms and gave her an exasperated look, “Babe, we have to pick out a gift for Yakov!”
“What else is on the receipt is none of his concern. Besides, baby, why are you so worried about this?”
Sara huffed softly and leaned into her girlfriend’s arms, burying her face in Mila’s shoulder, “Because he’s letting me in at the rink. He’s letting me stay with you…”