LUCIAN'S POV
I dragged Conri to the dressing room that was in the master bedroom and he laughed, shaking his head in disbelief. There were so many suits in the hanger rack the salesperson had placed from the Stallone suit shop.
After fitting ten suits, we settled for the gray Yves Saint Lauren. I placed them in the hangar and pushed the rack aside since the salesperson had promised to pick them up tomorrow morning. We walked back to the living room.
"It's getting dark, hence I need to leave," Conri urged. "Thank you for lunch. "
"Please stay a little while longer" I moved closer to him and placed my hands on his chest. I watched the way he swallowed hard and looked down at me.
"I need to pass by Old Benjamin's pub and pick a few things. "He rasped.
"Mmm," I responded, distracted by how his mouth moved.
"Lucian," He growled.
"What" I looked up at him. The man took away all my thoughts.
