Chapter 40
- Nick POV.
- She looked down at her lap and tugged on the minuscule piece of cotton just as I tapped on the window and Samuel opened the door for us. “Le Petit Boudoir,” I said in a flawless French accent as I stepped from the car. “Come, Lalaine. Let’s shop.”
- She huffed and climbed out of the car to join me on the sidewalk. “Whatever. Let’s get this over with.”