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He blanched. “Are you sure?”
I nodded.
“Are yousureyou’re sure? I know you’re loaded, but you have no idea how much I love to shop. I need to know if you mean it, or if you’re just saying that and I’m supposed to magically know what the limit is.”
I pressed a soft kiss to his lips. “I mean it. No limits. Today is about you getting spoiled.”
“Okay, but what about parameters? Am I only shopping for event stuff, or can I get other stuff too? You need to give me something to work with or my brain is gonna go rogue and I can’t be held responsible for how much of your money I spend.”
“Get whatever you need to build a complete wardrobe. I mean it. No limits.”
“Thank you.” Nick squeezed me tight enough he forced the air from my lungs, then pecked a kiss against my lips. “I hope you’re wearing comfy shoes today,” he said as he spun toward Elizabeth, “because I’m ready to do some serious damage to both your store, and Evan’s credit card.”
“Comfy shoes are locked and loaded,” Elizabeth said with a genuine smile. “Right this way.” She motioned for him to follow her into the showroom beyond the lobby.
Some of the tension left my body. Nick would be in good hands with her.
“Christ on a bike!” Nick exclaimed as he peered into the back area. “Nowthisis how we shop! RIP to your credit card!” He rushed through the door and disappeared into the showroom.
“Is there anything I can help you with?” Bridgette asked me, crisply.
“Yes.”
She perked up.
“Nick will need some refreshments while he shops.”
Vlado made a sound in his throat.
“Us too,” I added.
“Of course.” She nodded, her expression returning to its default tightness. “Anything else?”
“No.” Looking at Vlado, I waited until the click-clack of heels on the polished floor indicated Bridgette had left.
“You pissed her off.” He smirked.
“She pissed me off,” I growled.
“Come on. Let’s park our asses in those comfy chairs and relax while Nick has his fun.”
* * *
“I realize Evan said no limits, but I can’t allow this.”
I looked up from my phone at Bridgette’s voice.
She yanked a few garments off the rack Nick had loaded up with things he wanted to try on. Meanwhile he stood a few feet away, his head down, looking like he wanted the floor to swallow him up.
“You might not have rules where you come from, but in my store—”
“What’s the problem?” I asked loudly, watching Nick.
“Nothing,” he mumbled.
I strode over to him.
“It’s nothing I can’t handle, Evan.” Bridgette turned on her phony smile. “Your companion—”
