Lina should've known what kind of man Kaden was. She thought he'd just sit back, play with his phone, and say every outfit looked great on her. But he didn't. He was engaged throughout the entire ordeal. He gave insightful comments on the color and the cut of the dress. He told her which material would feel most comfortable.
"Give me a little twirl, dove," Kaden said.
Lina glanced at the sales associate and designer in the private VIP dressing room. Even though the associate was supposed to be handling her, the woman couldn't look away from Kaden. She couldn't blame the associate.
Kaden had sprawled out his arms on the couch. He leaned back, like an expensive client in a nightclub. He watched her like she was the greatest show of his life.
Lina swallowed and took a small spin. When she turned back to Kaden, he looked so in love. She was out of breath from his expression alone. His eyes were tender, his smile gentle, and his features loving.
