“And you?” Lawson looks at Remy’s pressed dress shirt and pants.
“I’m taking Haven shopping. Until her clothes get here, I'll provide her with what she needs.” He grins and turns.
“Asshole, why aren’t we invited?” Lawson grumbles.
“It’s my turn with our mate. You’ve been hogging her,” he replies over his shoulder.
I chuckle. “Do you need to borrow some clothes, Brother?” I slap Lawson on the back as I move past him.
“I have nice clothes,” he grumbles.
“Don’t worry, Law.” Hunter nudges him. “We got you covered.”
“I know you do,” he says softly.
Haven was right. I feel lighter as we walk toward the house.
I’m looking forward to all the ways I can reward her.
Chapter Twenty-Four
Remy
“This is not what I expected,” she murmurs.
“What?” I ask, looking around the shop.
“When you said shopping, I was expecting a mall.” She turns around to face me.
“A mall?” I cringe. “I wouldn’t take you there.”
“Why?” She laughs.
“To many people,” I mumble, and glance up. The woman who owns the business comes toward us.
“Mr. King?” she asks.
“Yes.” She holds out her hand, and I grit my teeth as I grasp it briefly. I don’t like touching anyone but Haven.
“I have the racks placed by the large dressing room. I have your card on file. Whatever you take, I’ll charge.” I nod. “Havefun.” She smiles at Haven and then walks to the door. “The door will be locked. Let me know when you're done.”
“Thank you.” I wait until she’s gone. “Ready?” I look at Haven.
“Uh…” She looks at the door and then back at me. “She’s leaving us in the store alone.”
“Yes.” I frown.
“Does she know you?” she asks.
“No. She knows Heath. She likes the money she's going to make.”
Her eyes widen. “This is too much,” she says.
“I don’t think so.”
“One dress.” She holds up a finger. “You said I was getting one dress.”
“No. I believe I said we needed to get a dress for dinner. I said nothing about not getting more clothes.” I grin.
