The Market -IV
"I think that would look good on me." I pointed to the red dress Gemma had discarded. "I like the colour." Gemma looked at me with an expression that said colour me shocked because she was not expecting me to buy anything from this market. She nodded hurriedly and the bargaining had started. He liked the colour on me, I bowed my head to hide the small smile.
I looked back to him sharing a drink with Allan.
It did not escape past me that he was still glancing at us to make sure that all of us were together. He was a true family man, unlike my father who was never bothered to come out of the harem or even noticed that one of his children were missing from the dining table.
He was least bothered about us and I wondered what was my mother thinking at the time she thought my father would be a perfect fit.