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"Hayley!" You said as soon as you saw the woman. "Hi! Sorry I'm late."

She rubbed your shoulder and smiled."It's fine. I got here too early."

"Miss Y/N, can I get you anything to drink?" The young woman who was working in the store approached you and asked with a kind smile on her face.

"No, thank you, I'm fine."

"And for you, Mr. Stark?" The woman asked as she turned to him.

Tony looked at you, remembering the promise he made you about not drinking anymore. "No, thank you."

"So, I have forwarded the pictures you sent me to the salon and they picked out a few dresses they think you're gonna like. You can go ahead and try them on and we'll see." You explained to Hayley.

"Is that - is that Tony Stark?" Hayley questioned you as you led her towards the changing room.

"Unfortunately, it is." You sighed.

"Wait, Matthew told me he's your boyfriend. Is that true?"

"It's... complicated. The dresses are all inside. I already checked and they're all in your size, but if you'd like to add some details -"

Hayley turned towards you as she opened the door. "Don't think this is over. We have to talk about this."

"Sure. Now get inside."

She walked inside the room, followed by one girl who was supposed to help her with the dress.

As you walked back, you noticed Tony was sitting in a chair, looking absolutely annoyed, while a girl that worked there was flirting with him.

"Come on, Mr. Stark, I heard you're very good in bed." She trailed a finger up his arm seductively.

He grabbed her wrist, quickly stopping her. "I have a girlfriend."

"What?" The girl questioned.

You cleared your throat, stepping inside the room and they both turned their heads towards you.

"There she is." Tony gestured towards you.

"She's your girlfriend?"

"Yes."

"It's complicated."You said.

"No, it's not." Tony argued, confusing the girl even more.

"You know what", she said, "I'm out of here."The girl gave up, walking out of the room.

"What the hell was that?"You asked Tony.

He shrugged his shoulders. "Just telling the truth."

Hayley tried on multiple dresses but didn't like even a single one. She was trying a few more on while the owner and you were searching through the dresses for some she would like, with Tony following you.

"Tony, I have to work, please-"As you were pulling out a dress, you felt Tony's hands on your waist and he pushed you against the racks.

"Tony!" You warned, trying to squirm out of his hands, but he placed his hands on the wall on both sides of your body, trapping you.

The owner, an older woman, felt uncomfortable at the scene and quickly left, searching through dresses on another side of the room, far away from you.

"What?" He asked innocently.

"Can I please work?" You asked.

"Yeah, sure."