Lucas had been taking Rose on endless shopping trips for days. Every time she thought they were done, he would find another boutique or designer brand she had never heard of. He seemed determined to fill her wardrobe with luxury.
“I fear you’re spoiling me too much, and I might get used to this,” Rose said with a small smile, watching him from across the café table.
Lucas slowly sipped his coffee, his gray eyes fixed on her with that usual unreadable expression. “I can’t allow you to wear cheap clothes, Rose,” he said plainly.
Rose gasped dramatically, pressing her hand to her chest. “Ouch, that hurt.”
Lucas rolled his eyes, and she tried not to laugh. The man was so serious it was almost entertaining.
They were waiting for someone, but Lucas had begun to grow impatient. He checked hi
