"Your eyes are beautiful," I assure her with a nod of complete sincerity before watching Derek inspect the newest shirt Kate's picked out. It really is a beautiful purple and I have not a single doubt it's going to look amazing on Derek.

He slips out of his leather jacket and I let my gaze drag down the stretch of black fabric across his chest before forcing myself to turn my attention back to the racks, bypassing a few of the more glaringly bright selections for something I think Derek might actually consider.

"I haven't decided yet," I say. "I have a really nice red cardigan, but nothing quite bright enough to wear underneath it. Ooh, how about this?" I ask, pulling out a light teal sweater.