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He looks at me like I’ve grown a third arm. “None.”
“Um, this is way too much.” I count no less than twelve bags and shake my head. “What the hell, dude? I’m only staying a week. We do not need all of this.”
“Yes, you do.”
“No, I don’t.”
“Aubrey, you’re taking them all,” he says matter-of-factly.
I glare at him and snatch a bag from the floor, pulling the first piece of clothing out that I find. “Oh, we need this, do we?” A bright-red thong hangs from my fingers, and someone snickers in the back.
He looks at the scrap of butt floss before his smoldering gaze swings back to me, undressing me with his eyes. I expect him to say something outrageous, like how he is buying it and that’s final, but after clearing his throat, he bends over. In one swoop,he stands, somehow carrying all twelve bags as if they weigh nothing.
“I suggest we get back to the castle, unless you would like to model for me the clothes weneed, and those we don’t,” he says, eyeing the red panties again.
“That’s not... we’re not...” I glance around nervously, and it looks like the girls are dealing with some thought constipation—Vlad’s innuendos have done a real number on them.
Oh, for fuck’s sake.
“There will be no modeling,” I say, reminding myself that he is, in fact, a dick. Just a very pretty one.
“Then you will have no issue accepting the clothes.”
He’s looking at me like he is daring me to argue and cause a scene, except it’s obvious he would just make a bigger one. “Fine.”
“Very good, let’s go.” He turns and looks down at all the attendants, and I notice the rude brunette missing from the ensemble. Probably for the best. “Ladies, it’s been a pleasure.”
“Thank you,” I say to them, since all these women were actually really nice to me.
“After you, my dear.” He speaks like a perfect gentleman, and I smile.
“Thank you guys so much.” Surely their day can only get better once Sir Asshole leaves.I can’t believe he called the owner.
Oh shit, wait. I almost forgot why I freaking agreed to come to town in the first place! I wouldn’twillinglygo anywhere with this guy without a good reason.
I pull my phone from my pocket as I ask, “Is there anywhere with some free Wi-Fi?”
Chapter 7
VLAD
“What areyou looking at on that infernal thing?” I scowl as her eyebrows pinch together for the twelfth time. We have been sitting in the car in front of a store with Wi-Fi for what feels like hours, leaving me to watch the different emotions play across her expressive face.
She doesn’t even look up as she grunts, “Huh?”
Humans and their addiction to all things technology has me grinding my teeth, especially with how it takes her attention so completely.
She continues staring at the damn thing as if I hadn’t spoken a word, and irritation eats at me as the seconds pass. What is it about her that has me so engrossed?
“Is there a reason we are sitting in front of this dismal coffee shop while you stare at your phone?”
Her blonde brows furrow and her fingers fly across the screen.
“Aubrey?”
Sighing heavily, I tap my fingers against the steering wheel, becoming more annoyed by each second that passes without ananswer. I pluck it out of her grasp, trying to see what could be so interesting.
“Hey, give that back.” She reaches for the phone, but I smack her hand away, my attention fully engrossed in what I am seeing.
