Lethia hated that the sight before her made her think he looked hot. And… it was the same man who'd made her crave his touch since last night.
She shut her eyes tight and let out a slow breath, trying to calm her racing heart and get her blood circulation under control.
She was exhausted, and the last thing she needed was her body going into heat out of nowhere. All she wanted was to collapse into a soft bed and fall asleep.
She exhaled deeply and opened her eyes again, only to find Zeran still staring at her, waiting for an answer.
"Hm…" She gave a small nod. "These dresses demanded my attention, so I gave in. You don't need to worr—"
"You could've burnt the whole store down and I wouldn't care," he cut in, voice flat. "But why haven't I received any bill notification? That must've cost millions."
