The wench had half a hand in my declining mental stability. But telling her so would only open a can of worms.
Shutting out her manic laughter, I focused on the Lycan.
Idris Raed selected a few more sets of jewelry. My suspicion grew stronger. Deciding it was better to be safe than sorry, I placed two feet distance between us and scrutinized every item he picked. If he noticed my action, he didn’t show it. After paying for everything, he led me out of the store to the elevator clam.
A few seconds later, we got off on the fourth floor and walked to the last formal wear store. It was the only one that specialized in long skirts and blouses.
Idris Raed held the door open for me and dipped into a comical bow. “Ladies first.”
I suppressed a smile and walked past him. “Why, thank you, gentl
