"And everyday clothes," I added hesitantly. "If that's still part of the deal."
Kane's mouth curved into a small smile. "Whatever you want."
By the time we left the boutique, I had more new clothes than I'd owned in my entire life. Kane hadn't blinked at the total, simply handing over a credit card as if spending thousands of dollars was nothing to him. And maybe it wasn't; the Maxwells were one of the wealthiest families in the country.
"Thank you," I said as we loaded bags into his car. "This was...unexpected."
"In a good way, I hope."
I nodded, not trusting myself to say more. The truth was, spending the morning with Kane had been surprisingly pleasant. He hadn't pushed or pried, hadn't made any comments about my body or my choices. He'd just...been there, solid and attentive in a
