Ethan glared at Hector’s hand resting on his shoulder, feeling an overwhelming urge to rip off his shirt and throw it away.
He spoke, his voice dripping with irritation, “This is VIP-exclusive. You can’t get your hands on it.”
Hector raised an eyebrow, surprised. “You buy so many knockoffs and no one notices?”
Ethan ignored him, and Hector took it as a sign of shyness. He probably thought that Ethan’s face under that mask couldn’t be that great either, relying on his looks and body, even if wearing knockoffs, no one would notice.
Hector couldn’t help but feel a little envious since he wasn’t that tall.
Once they exited the mall, Natalie let out a sigh of relief, eager to walk away. But Hector’s voice came from behind. “My car is parked on the side of the road. Let me give you a ride b
