Roman smiled devilishly as he gave Poppy the once over. He really was so turned on by her style that it drove him crazy. Regardless, it was the girl, not the clothing, that he fell in love with so easily.
"Well. I'll have to keep that naughty little fetish in mind when I go shopping next time. You do owe me some new outfits for them getting trashed in that airport. I spent a fortune on those things."
"No. Remi and Chanel owe you a shopping trip. They're the ones who threw away your stuff. But I guess I could sacrifice a day to take you myself. So long as we get to go by an antique store and maybe a vintage clothing shop. I think I may need some props for that retro room I'm building."
"Why does this sound more like a kink room than a hobby interest?"
"Kink room." He thought, rubbing his chin. "I like that. Vintage iron bed with handcuffs. A few little costumes. I say… bring on the kink!"