She stared at his next outfit, trying to decide whether she wanted to give him the truth or crush him. Alexandria wanted him more than anything and the more she involved him in the lifestyle, the more she realized just how amazing he was in every possible way. He was the dream guy, really, but he had been hiding beneath a shy surface for so long that he didn't understand this, nor did he understand the complexities of money, power and popularity. If he did, he would have already made Alexandria his bitch. Literally. That was how much potential he had and that was why she was scared to death about Erika's words.<br/><br/>"It's okay." She lied. "Nothing special. Next one."<br/><br/>No, really, he looked amazingly hot. It was the prince charming kind of hot, with a tiny hint of bad boy somewhere in there. She loved it. "But don't worry, we can buy that one as well." She hurried to say, eager to see him wear the outfit again some day. Alexandria was nervous about his good looks. What if he really realized that he was good looking and that there actually were other girls besides her? Someone would snatch him away. No, no, no... He was an idiot, he wouldn't do that, right?