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‘You need a phone so we can text.’ He leans lower to whisper in my ear. ‘You need an engagement ring before I bring you to meet my family. And you need more clothes, because while you looked fucking fantastic in my shirt, seeing you in it again simply isn’t an option.’
‘Sorry… After everything we’ve agreed to, borrowing your shirt seemed… insignificant.’
His fingers flex against mine. ‘There was nothing insignificant in the things it made me feel. Or do.’ His jaw locks.
My mouth falls open.
What did he do?
I glance down at my body.
He chuckles then from beside me, nudging me into the Prada store. ‘I promised I wouldn’t touch you.’ He lowers his mouth until his lips brush the sensitive lobe of my ear. ‘I don’t recall promising not to touch myself.’
My cheeks burn for the hundredth time since I met him.
And that expensive lingerie I’m wearing?
It’s ruined.
And I hate myself for it.
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Four dresses, three tailored suits, and two handbags later, we leave in search of the Apple store, where Dominic insists on buying me the newest iPhone and an iPad.
‘I don’t need any of this.’ I motion as he whips out his credit card and beams at the assistant who looks equally impressed and terrified of my new fiancé. He radiates danger and devastation, even if you don’t know who he is or what he’s been accused of in the past. The Kincaids must have one hell of a family lawyer.
‘I disagree.’ His eyes find mine again. ‘Now, let’s go find a jewellery store.’ His gaze shifts to my left hand as his huge palm lands on the small of my back, ushering me out the door. Shivers shoot over my spine. I can’t help it. I’m vibrating with an awareness I didn’t even know existed. And worse again, from what he said last night, apparently he can sense it off me.
‘Here.’ He slows to a stop outside a glass fronted store. A hundred diamond rings glitter beneath the shop’s brilliant spotlights.
His hand remains on my lower back, and it’s curbing my ability to form coherent sentences. ‘Fine, but nothing outrageous. It’s completely unnecessary.’
‘Again, I disagree.’ His dark eyes gleam. ‘Let’s not fall out about it, though. It’s not like we can have make up sex.’
Unwittingly, my lips are dragged upwards by a force of nature that I can’t control. ‘Of all the things I heard about you, I never heard that you were funny.’
He deadpans then. ‘Are you laughing at me?’
My heart stutters in my chest. ‘No.’
His lips twitch as we step inside the store. ‘Got you.’
‘Asshole.’ I shake my head.
‘There she is.’ He nudges me gently with his elbow. ‘The woman with enough spark to leave that cunt Kavanagh at the aisle. I’d have loved to have seen his face.’
‘I never want to see it again.’ I shudder.
‘And you’ll never have to, which is why we’re here.’
Our security waits outside while Dominic buys the biggest diamond solitaire in stock.
‘There’s no need.’ I reiterate as the assistant places it in a black velvet box.
‘My wife will wear the ring I choose for her,’ he growls. Our eyes collide and those invisible, inappropriate sparks burst between us again.
