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She smiled shyly at me. “Just let me grab my bag and I’ll be right out.”

She ran back to the couch and picked up the strap to a black purse. The whole purse was covered in long black fringes. I thought they looked good with her cowboy boots.

She needed a kickass hat to go with her boots and bag. That’d be the next gift I got her, but I’d give her that one in person so I could see the look on her face when she opened it. I should have spelled the delivery guy to film her receiving the roses, because it sucked to have missed it. I could just imagine how beautiful she’d looked in that moment.

She shut the front door without bothering to lock it, and I groaned out loud without meaning to.

She grabbed my hand and squeezed my fingers before quickly letting them go. “It’s okay, Finn, I swear. Rain has the house set up so that no one who means us any harm can cross his wards. It’s all good, I promise.”

She was wrong, that was nowhere near being all good, and now I really did need to talk to Rain about this shit. There were certainly a lot of people out there who’d love to get their hands on her and not for the purpose of hiding her.

Her thinking it was all good had me once again wondering what her life had been like before she’d landed here.

I opened the passenger side door to the Charger for her and helped her down into the seat, not that she looked like she needed my help. I shut the door and stepped back before I followed through on the urge to buckle her in as well.

Baby steps.

It was too soon to frighten her.

“Do you like music?” I asked her after I got behind the wheel and fired my baby up. “You’re in charge of the radio, and you’re more than welcome to sync your phone up to it so you can play what you want. Whenever you’re in my ride with me, you get to be in control of the music.”

She smiled happily at my declaration and did not hesitate for one single second to pull her phone out of her bag and hook her Bluetooth up to my stereo system.

I loved how comfortable she already appeared to be in my space. There was none of the nervousness from before, just a little bit of shy sweetness that I figured was all Isobel.

Some country song came on about making bad decisions and picking men who were losers. Something about turning trash into treasure. I mock glared at her before my eyes went back to the road and stayed there so I didn’t get us killed. She giggled, and the sound filled the inside of the car, even over the music.

It was one of the most beautiful sounds I had ever heard in my whole life, and I knew it always would be. I wondered what other noises she might make that I’d like just as much as that one if not more. Another thing I couldn’t wait to discover about Isobel.

She forced me to listen to her horrible taste in music the entire drive, and I loved every second of it.

“Um, Finn?” She stared out the windshield with big brown eyes that bulged slightly. “What the hell is this?”

I couldn’t help but laugh at her as I got out of the car. She got out on her side, and I met her before the sidewalk. Without thought, my hand reached for hers, and she didn’t hesitate to lace our fingers together.

She was fucking perfect, and that blush high on her cheeks brought me a great deal of joy.

I tugged on her hand and pulled her toward the shop. “Pretty sure I told you I’d take you to the adult store, so here we are. Try not to take it too seriously and just have fun with it. If you’re uncomfortable and don’t like it, then we’ll leave. Just say the word and we’re out of here.”

Okay, so maybe this hadn’t been the best of ideas, but she’d seemed interested in it when I’d stupidly brought it up that first time at her work. And honestly, I knew it was going to make her blush, and I was starting to crave seeing her face like that. Just like I was starting to crave pretty much everything else about her.

“An adventure.” She giggled quietly. “Lead the way.”

Thank fucking Christ.

I pulled the door open and dragged her inside behind me. The woman behind the front counter looked up at the sound of our entrance. Her eyes dropped down to our linked hands, and she smiled knowingly at me.

I hoped she kept her fucking mouth shut and didn’t embarrass my girl, or she’d be in for a whole world of pain when I ripped her a new asshole.

“Have a look around, and if you have any questions, feel free to flag me down.”

Good, very good.

But if I had questions and needed her help, then I likely had no business buying whatever I was looking at that gave me questions. And if I did have questions, that was what Google and Siri were for.

We walked along a wall that had shelves full of boxes with all different colors and sizes of vibrators. There were even displays so you could manhandle the products if you wanted to.

I was all for manhandling things before buying them.