Page 36 of Drive me Wild (South Island Shifters)

“A turtle? Why not a horse?” Declan asks.

“Because if he were riding a horse, he would be here by now.”

“Then, I guess you’re one lucky lady because your Prince Charming is here.”

“More like the Big Bad Wolf,” I reply.

“You love it.” He winks in the rearview mirror.

“Just drive.” I turn to look at Lily. “I promise you; there is someone out there just for you. And he’s made perfectly for you, to love you as you deserve to be.”

“Thanks, Winter.”

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“I like that one,” Declan whispers in my ear as we look in the lingerie shop.

It’s our last stop for today, and I haven’t bought much. I bend down and get the matching panties. As I stand, his hand snakes around my waist.

“Buy two.”

“I can’t afford two,” I reply.

Before I can say anything further, he double-checks the size of the bra and panties, then grabs a second set. I roll my eyes and walk away, secretly enjoying his bossiness. I wander around a little more before my eyes settle on a black silk nightgown with lacy trim. I look at the price tag and sigh. I wish I could afford it. I really need a new one.

“Do you like it?” Declan asks.

“I do.”

“Then pick your size,” he demands.

I turn to face him, nodding my head at his armful of items. “Who is paying for all this?”

He shrugs. “Me.”

“You don’t need to do that,” I say.

“I want to because I’m hoping I might get to see some of it again later. Now, what size?”

I hesitate. “No, it’s too much. I’ll leave it.”

He chuckles. “Nice try. What size?”

“Small,” I mutter so low I’m hoping he doesn’t hear.

“Come again?” he says.

I snap my head up to look at him. “Oh, I want to.”

He grins. “Soon, sweetheart. I promise.”

“But we have to talk first. You promised.”

He kisses my forehead. “I did. And we will drop Liliana home tonight; then we will talk at my place. So tell me again, what size?”

“Small.” He pulls it off the rack and adds it into his arms. I find another item I love but have to try it on as it’s a different brand from the others. Liliana and I disappear into a changing room so she can help me size it up properly. She used to work at a lingerie store while at university, so she knows how to fit bras. Removing my top, Liliana gasps.

“What?” I ask.

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