We take Dillons car on the way home and he promises me that he will send someone over for mine. But rather than heading home he goes the opposite direction. "Babe?" I ask as he crosses the pack grounds. He gives me a small smile.
"I want to take you shopping," he explains. "I've no money with me," I tell him. He chuckles. "Baby when you're with me you don't need money," he states. "I'm your living credit card," he tells me. I raise my eyebrows at him. "I can't take money from you!" I say but he seems to ignore me.
"I have to spoil you. You're my princess," he winks at me making me blush. He's such a charmer. I kick my shoes off and tuck my knees under my chin trying to get comfortable. Dillon watches me but continues to drive which both scares and impresses me.
"You uncomfortable baby?"
