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Looking at the device in her hand, she sees a message from Lawrence telling her just that. Before she can leave, though, she feels Jacob pressing against her, her back pushing up against the mirror of the fitting room.
"Alright, we can go ho-oh?" Vanessa was just about to inform Jacob that they could head back, until he pins her against the mirror. "Quite... eager aren't we?" She said with a smirk, "But not right now." The heiress places her hand on his shoulder, gently pushing him away. "Lawrence is strict about your suit's cleanliness..." She said as she leans in, "And I don't think I can hold back my voice inside this fitting room." She whispered, "So why don't we wait until we're back home, okay?"