you. I have waited centuries for you. You will stay with me from now on.”
“Oh my God, you’re crazy.” She whacked his back and screamed, “Help, help! A crazy man is taking me. Call the police. Help!”
Smacking her arse again, he placed her in front of his car. Cupping her face, he stroked her soft cheek. “Give me a chance. I want to give you everything. You deserve to be treated like a princess. I promise I’m serious about us.”
Her eyes scanned his face and she let out a puff of air. “I can’t believe I’m about to say this but…fine, you get a chance. If things get weirder or you break my heart I will run and I swear you will never see me again. Got it?”
He let a grin slowly claim his face and he nodded. “Sure, kitten. Anything for you.” He winked at her.
“You are dangerous.” She got in the passenger seat and he went around to the driver’s side, opened the door, and got in.
“More than you know, but I’m never dangerous to you.”
She crossed her arms over her chest. “We’ll see.”
****
Lucian wouldn’t let her pay for anything. They now stood at the counter with a pile of sexy underwear.
“I am not letting you pay for my underwear. For Christ’s sake, Lucian, you have already bought me a bunch of clothes that cost more than what I make in a year. You haven’t taken no for an answer. I told you I didn’t need shoes and you still dragged me into a shoe store and guessed my size and bought me three pairs.” She shoved him away. “Now I am going to buy my own friggin’ underwear.”
Lucian raised his eyebrow and a smirk spread over his devilishly handsome face. “Sure, kitten, you can pay.” He almost purred, and didn’t that sound just spike her growing anger? “How are you going to pay? You didn’t bring your wallet with you.”
Glancing down at her jeans and tank top, she groaned when she realized she didn’t have her bloody bag. It was all Lucian’s fault—he’d thrown her over his shoulder and didn’t let her get her things. Lucian laughed and handed his black credit card over to the smiling saleslady.
“If this gorgeous man wanted to buy me all these things, I’d gladly let him,” the saleslady said.
Lucian’s eyes lit up and his smirk turned into a grin. “Hear that, kitten? I think you should take a page out of the nice lady’s book.”
Growling in frustration, she glared at Lucian and stormed out of the store. Tessa knew she should be more grateful, but she’d learned the hard way that nothing ever came for free. Lucian may be all nice and loving now, but she didn’t know how long that would last and she didn’t want to be in debt to anyone else. Lucian kept spouting stuff about her being his and so on, but she knew his reputation. She’d walked in on him with three women.
Lucian chased after her with the bags. “Let me call someone to get these bags and we’ll go have something to eat.” Lucian seemed oblivious to her frustration and anger.
She grabbed the bags from him and walked towards the food court. “I can hold the bags. You don’t need someone to come and get three bags full of underwear. Come on, let’s eat.”
At the food court she ordered their food, grinning when he paid and stared at the food. “Did you just order for me?”
Biting her lip to hold back the smile, she shrugged. “Yep.” She chose their seats and placed the shopping bags beside her.
He set his food in front of him and grumbled, “I’m the man. I should choose the food for you.”
“You’re so controlling.” She rolled her eyes at his sulking. “I can choose my own food just like I can buy my own clothes, shoes, and underwear.”
He stared at her like she had just done the inconceivable and bested him. Smiling at him, she picked up her utensils and ate.
When he was done and she had a couple of bites left, he sighed. “You’re nothing like any of the woman I know. You’re the first woman who doesn’t want to spend my money. The