Ziggy grinned because he was up to mischief now while looking through the racks. "Tell him you're interested in what he does with his hair."

Ziggy knew, already, that Mick had a thing for making his hair just right. The singer had used this tactic himself and knew it would work. Ziggy also pulled out a few things for himself as well as a white silk shirt for Mick to go with the pants.

"Touch?" Ziggy giggled, high and feminine. "I think about him all over me." Ziggy had unbelievable dreams about the guitarist. His eyes hit a black silk shirt and he took that too so Weird wouldn't feel left out in the gift giving.