Brandon Jacobs said nothing, just tossed Elsa onto the bed.
They stayed holed up in the hotel for two whole days.
For two whole days, they didn’t once step out of the room.
When they weren’t eating or sleeping, they were going at it nonstop. Brandon Jacobs’s infatuation with Elsa had reached an almost fanatical level.
When he opened his eyes on the morning of the third day, Brandon Jacobs leaned in to kiss Elsa as usual, but she turned away.
"I’m tired. I want to go out for a walk. Will you come with me?"
Brandon Jacobs thought he wasn’t fully awake, that he was just hearing her voice in a dream.
’He knew his place perfectly well. To Elsa, wasn’t he just useful in bed? How could he possibly deserve to go shopping with her?’
Thinking it was a wonderful dream, Brandon Jacobs quickly shut his eyes, trying to force himself back to sleep so the pleasant fantasy could continue.
But to his surprise, Elsa propped her head up and rested it on his chest.
"Why are you ignoring me? You don’t want to go?"
Only then did Brandon Jacobs realize it wasn’t a dream.
’Willing? He was more than willing!’
"Where do you want to go?"
"A supermarket. I want to do some crafting. Come with me to buy supplies."
Brandon Jacobs assumed she wanted to do some kind of sophisticated craft. After they got out of bed, dressed, and washed up, he took her to a large chain department store.
Elsa looked around the entire store but didn’t buy a single thing.
"They don’t have what I want here. Is there a flea market or something around?"
"You want to buy second-hand stuff?"
"I want to buy all sorts of small parts to assemble at home myself. I like putting things together."
Brandon Jacobs asked around and found a cheap wholesale market for small goods.
It was as if Elsa had returned to her natural habitat. A smile lit up her face the moment she stepped through the market’s entrance.
"Yes! This is exactly the kind of place I was looking for. You’re amazing!"
Brandon Jacobs: "..."
’She’d never praised him once when he worked himself to death for her in bed. She’d never praised him once when he was ready to dig his heart out and feed it to her. But he brings her to a cheap market, and suddenly he’s amazing?’
Elsa was like a little girl in kindergarten, unable to put anything down and constantly exclaiming in amazement.
"Wow, the pearls come in so many different sizes. I’ve never seen so many pearls before. They’re so beautiful. I want this one... and this one too."
"There are so many types of plastic figurines? I want them all."
"Wow, the colors of these beads are all so beautiful! I’m going to buy them and make bracelets at home."
"So many pretty nail polishes... I want them all."
Brandon Jacobs realized just how much she must have missed out on during her childhood. ’Most adult women wouldn’t give these childish things a second look, would they?’
"If you like it, buy it. None of this stuff is expensive anyway."
She picked things out, and Brandon Jacobs followed behind her, paying for it all.
After shopping for over two hours, they had somehow bought over thirty pounds of stuff, filling two enormous shopping bags.
Brandon Jacobs asked if she was tired and wanted to grab a bite to eat before heading back, but Elsa shook her head vigorously.
"No, no! I can’t wait to get back and start my ’work.’ Let’s go, quickly."
She was tall and slender, and in her black overcoat and black boots, she usually looked every bit the stoic supermodel. But today, she was skipping and hopping about, looking absolutely adorable.
Brandon Jacobs’s eyes followed her every move and expression, and her delight was so infectious that his own heart swelled with joy.

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