Walking out of the dressing room that she had been inside of, Emily had herself dressed in the clothes she was wearing when she left her grandmother’s home earlier that day. She kept the dress she planned on getting for the party that night on the elbow of her right arm as she approached the front counter of the store. The smile that John had caused to dance across her face still remained, as well as the feeling of excitement and contentment that he had brought on by his presence and how special he made her feel. John certainly is one of a kind. He can make me feel like I am the only woman in the world that he has eyes for, and no one else but me will do for him. I am pretty sure it is quite clear that what you just said is actually an accurate statement about how he feels about you, Emily. She couldn’t agree with her conscience better. Her grandmother’s ranch hand had been around her and involved with her time at the farm ever since he had arrived there the previous month and he had shared a passionate moment with her in the loft of the barn above where the horses are kept in their stalls. There was something else that was very obvious and she couldn’t deny: She had started to develop feelings for John. Ever since the moment that things took an intimate turn for the two of them in the privacy of her grandmother’s horse barn, her mind had not let her have a second to herself. The thoughts that ran through her mind in her spare time were full of nothing but of having another encounter with John without anyone interrupting them. Reaching the front desk, Emily showed a kind smile to the lady at the register as she placed the dress down before her, and reached into her pocket. “Is this all for you today, miss?” The cashier asked, getting the dress and scanning the code on the tag of it. “That is correct.” Emily replied, smiling. “This is the only thing I need to get today.” “Very well…It will be twenty-five dollar even.” Wow. Really? Only twenty-five dollars? I thought that maybe it would cost more than that…but all the better for me to hear. Emily pulled out a twenty and a five from her pocket, and handed it towards the woman behind the counter. She watched her smile to her after she took the money and placed it inside of the cash register prior to easing the dress into a nearby bag for her. Her eyes moved away from her, and focused towards the direction of the large window that was in front of the shop. On the other side of the glass, John was clearly seen with a look to kill on his face towards the individual that was sitting before him on the bench while one of his hands were wrapped around base of their neck. John? What is he doing out there to that guy?! The feeling of contentment and excitement she had felt went flying away from her and was replaced by that of confusion and fear from the sight of her grandmother’s helper manhandling an unknown person right outside of the dress shop she had went into. “Here you go, miss.” Emily snapped herself out of the stare she had fallen under at what John was doing, and focused on the store clerk. She kept her attention on her for a brief moment as her right hand accepted the bag from her while at the same time her head nodded to her. “T-Thanks.” “You are welcome, miss, and have a nice