“Well, that’s not a problem either. We carry a variety of different scents. From more manly type ofthings to flowers, to even just plain clean. Sniff the samples, and figure that out while I track down some facial products.” With that, she turned, taking the basket with her.
“Shall we?” Sabastian held out a hand towards the rows of lotions and body scrubs. “Pick whatever smells you like, Oakley.”
“Sabastian?” This time, I didn’t jump at the voice, but I did scoot closer once more to the man. Not sure I could get much closer than I was, as I tried to look around at way too many options. “This is the last place I expected to run into you.”
“Hello, Molly,” Sabastian didn’t seem surprised by the person. “How are you?”
“I’d be better if your brother would clean up after himself.”
“Isn’t that why you’re there?” The words were spoken as a joke, I think. If going by the light laugh in response, the woman wasn’t upset.
“Partly. So I’ll go spend his money if he can’t put dirty laundryinthe hamper.”
It was about then that she spotted me, and I ducked my head. Her dark hair fell around her shoulders, almost down to the middle of her torso. My eyes flickered, finding her dressed way nicer than I was.
And how the hell did she walk in those bright pink high heels?
“Who’s your friend?”
“This is Oakley. Oakley, this is Molly. My brother’s wife.”
I vaguely remembered him telling me about her.
I squeaked out a greeting.
Had I said I wasn’t a good people person?
“You’re cute.”
That didn’t help my blush one bit.
“They needed some things, so…I may be a bit out of my element here.” Well, so was I, but I wasn’t going to say anything.
“You’re a guy. Of course you would be.” Molly sounded like she rolled her eyes. “What do you need, Oakley?”
I lifted a shoulder, trying to scoot closer to Sabastian.
“A bit of everything,” he supplied for me. “The lady went to get the face stuff all sorted form what we have at home.”
“How can you shop without a basket?”
“She took it with her.” I think Sabastian pointed somewhere across the store. “And we really don’t need too much.”
“Pfff. Come on, I know what to get you.”
I didn’t have much time to process a single thing before the lady grabbed ahold of my other hand, pulling me away from Sabastian. He, thankfully, tagged along, keeping a hold on my other hand while I was dragged around like a puppy.
I didn’t catch much of what Molly said, other than her handing Sabastian enough things that he had to step away and find another basket. Which, in turn, left me alone with the woman.
“So, how do you know Bash?” She didn’t look my way, her tone changing from helpful, to a bit protective.
Was this a time or place to tell the truth? I highly doubted it.
“I’m staying with him.” My words were quiet. I dropped my gaze to a random shelf, seeing way too many pinks and reds.
“He never lets anyone stay with him.”
All I could offer was a shrug.
