“No joy rides through the mountain, Sylus! I just had the thing detailed and would like it mud-free for at least a day.”
“Fine,” Sylus said with a cluck of his tongue and a roll of his eyes.
CHAPTER 6
Shop Till You Drop
Islid into the buttery leather seats. It was soft and cool against my skin, and then a twinge of guilt washed over me. I’m a shifter now. Should I worry about animals? What if I was unknowingly sitting on a former shifter? Thoughts of going vegan shot through me as quickly as the bile in my stomach was churning.
“Don’t worry, it’s vegan leather. I mean, I’ve never met a cow shifter, but I suppose that could be a thing, and that’s why we’ve gone vegan with a lot of things. We still eat meat, but our vendors are responsibly sourced.”
“That’s good to hear. I was wondering if I should eat only leafy greens for the rest of my natural life now that I discovered I’m a shifter. It’d be weird sitting on a brother or sister of mine.”
Sylus gave me a nod.
“So, what are we looking for first on our shoppingexcursion? Please say bras and panties.” He waggled his eyebrows and gave me a goofy grin.
“Well, I need them, since I only have a couple of sets.”
“Great, Samantha’s Secret it is!”
“Oh, Sylus, they are so expensive! We should go to a department store for that. I’m sure this mall will have an RM Murphy—right?”
“Sesi, when I said you deserve to be treated like the princess you are, I meant it.” He said, squeezing my hand and bringing it to his lips. “I may not have ever worn one, but from what the girls say in the pack? Those things aren’t the most comfortable to wear unless you have a well-fitted one. I want my Luna comfortable.”
“I guess I can’t win this argument—can I?”
“No, you can’t.”
His grin was so cocky. All I could think about was kissing the smile right off his face. The kiss he gave me after discovering I was under the spell of that poisonous apple took my breath away. No one had ever kissed me like that before. It was amazing, and I couldn’t stop thinking about it—about him.
“And we are here.” He said as he put the car in park and clicked it off. I reached for the door handle, and he palmed my forearm. “Let me open the door for you.”
I smiled brightly. No one but my father treated me like a princess by pulling out a chair or opening the car door. For some girls, gestures like these may be outdated, but I liked this side of Sylus.
“Okay.”
He jumped out of the SUV and ran to the other side to help me out of the car. My arm instinctively wrapped around his forearm as I stepped onto the asphalt.
“Next stop, Samantha’s Secret! Please promise you’ll model them for me?” He asked as his eyebrows waggled up and down.
“Oh, my God!” I giggled as I playfully slapped his shoulder. “Don’t be such a perv!”
“Admit it, you like me and my sense of humor. I have a sixth sense about such things.”
“Right.”
We were in the store before I knew it. Thankfully, they were having a sale on panties. You could get seven of them for $35. But I was sure I wouldn’t be so lucky with the bras. The Invisible Bra made for tee shirts and the Awesome Bra were my go-to bras, and those always ran around $40 to $55 regularly.
As soon as we entered the store, Sylus walked over to the first bra set displayed. “These are nice,” Sylus brandished a satin black thong between his thumbs and index fingers. “I like the bra that goes with it, too.”
I clamped my hand around the pair. My cheeks were on fire as I placed the panties back.
“Leave it to you to pick a matching pair that won’t cover any of the important parts.”
He leaned over the shell of my ear. Goosebumps pricked my neck as his hot breath and deep voice hit me all at once.
“It’s a shame to cover a perfect behind like yours, love.” He walked over to the panty display, opened a drawer, and pulled out a turquoise pair with see-through lace. “These are nice, too.”