ZOE’S POV
By the time Julian reappeared, I’d pulled myself together enough to busy my hands with my phone.
“Are you ready? I’ll drop you wherever you need to go,” he said, his voice flat but softer than usual.
“Uhmm,” I mumbled, glancing down at my outfit which consisted of a fresh t-shirt and short from his wardrobe.
“Can we maybe stop by a boutique? I need to get something to wear.” I asked.
Julian’s intense gaze raked over me from head to toe, a mischievous smirk pulling at the corner of his mouth. It was as though he just took notice of my outfit for the first time. “You look ravishing like this Kitten. But if you insist, sure we can stop by at any boutique of your choice.”
“Thank you.” I breathed a sigh of relief.
He glanced at the file which was still lying on the counter
