MARIANA'S P.O.V
I helped Cian into the car again before dropping the bag that held the clothes I had come in in the back seat. Once that was done, I went around to the driver's seat, then got in, my lips parting.
I turned briefly to Cian, who gave me a small smile. I swallowed, biting down on my lips.
"What?"
He shrugged. "You should wear more of these... dresses."
"You don't even know the way I dress, Cian. And these are ridiculously expensive. For nothing?"
"Nothing? You mean the absolute beauty you are right now?"
I broke into a laugh, throwing a light punch his way. He laughed too, then leaned back, a small breath escaping him.
"Thank you, Mariana."
"Oh, please. I have heard enough. If you are that grateful, buy me steak for dinner."
He raised a brow. "Premium steak?"
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