Thinking about for a moment as she stayed prone with her arms around him, she had thought Victoria Secret would be a good place to start but they didn’t have a men’s section of course. She wanted to see him try something on too in case he didn’t have swimming shorts.
She blushed as she imagined him trying on banana hammocks just for fun.
“I-I suppose the mall is a good place to start. I’ve only..gone once when I was with Mets to play at the arcade..I’d love to go again with you.” Though going meant crowds of people and she was unsure about his comfort level.
He hesitated, but only for a moment. His social anxiety, while not gone completely (and it probably never would be), had lessened a great deal thanks to the time he’d spent in New York. And clothing stores had private changing rooms, right? As long as he had Katelynn by his side, Jack thought he could handle it.
“Th-then let’s go,” he said with a smile. “W-we want the best selection to choose from, right?”
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Some time later, the happy (though nervous) couple arrived at the Metro City Mall. Since it was a weekday, the place was fairly quiet, and Jack was grateful for that. “I h-hope you know where we should go?” Shopping malls weren’t something he had a lot of experience with.
It was wonderfully air conditioned as Katelynn walked down the polished the floors with Jack, holding one of his hands into both of her own and staying close to his sides as she peered about. She was also grateful for the lack of people though sometimes she noticed someone staring at them. She merely offered a smile in return.
“W-Well..” she began, looking for their first stop as pleasant music filtered in the air around them, “….o-oh! How about there?” She inclined her head in the direction of a dimly lit store that looked rather rustic with fake palms on the sides of the entrance. The sign read “Hollister” and many of the mannequins wore summer wear.
“T-They’ll even have something for you to wear.”
Jack relaxed a little once he saw her choice. He would have been nervous to go into a fancy clothing store, but this one looked nicer, more down-to-earth. I can handle this.
“P-perfect.” With his arm around Katelynn’s waist (for his own comfort, mostly), he led them both into Hollister. “S-so, bathing suits …” His green eyes scanned the aisles, trying to find something promising.
Jack Maple 