Khaat parked her bike outside a women's dress shop and boutique. She went in and was shopping casually, when she heard Brian's voice asking something in Italian to the clerk. Then he came over to Khaat, wrapped his arms around her waist from behind and kissed your cheek. "We're newlyweds. Did you know that?" he whispered in her ear. She smiled, amused. She caught the shopkeeper all caught up in watching what she thought was two people in love.
"I don't mean to make anyone feel bad," she said, "If I did, I'm sorry."
"Don't worry about it," he said. "They weren't very subtle. It'll be alright. I understand why it got to you. Do you see anything you like?"
"Maybe..this one," she said, taking down a white gauze dress that had a broomstick skirt sewn to a camisole style bodice that had shell buttons up the front. There was also a matching oversized white gauze shirt to match.
"I like it," he smiled. "Try it on."
"Oh, I really shouldn't."
"Go ahead."
"Well," she said, really liking the dress, "If you insist."
She ended up choosing the white dress and shirt and 3 sundresses in beautiful prints. They would be easy care and be perfect for the beach. Brian bought her a stylish wide brimmed straw sunhat with a white flowing fabric band, and some other accessories, including a pair of sunglasses that he really liked on her. He banded her stack of packages to the back of his bike and pursuaded her to ride back to the house with him. She was in a better mood by just being with him.