Kaylie POV
I watch Rose excitedly picking out a jacket for me. She insists that I must buy a light pink Michael Kors jacket, claiming it's the latest release and that I need a coat.
"You should get this one, Kaylie. It's Michael Kors, and you don't have a coat yet," she says, placing the coat on me.
"I don't need to buy a Michael Kors coat, Rose. Just a regular one will do," I reply.
"Oh, my dear, the price for Lucas is nothing. Don't worry. There are no ordinary brands at Rodeo Wolf. This one is perfect," Rose decides, acting like my mother. I reluctantly nod.
"On Alpha Lucas's bill," she says to the store attendant.
Suddenly, the roar of a car echoes loudly. A bright silver car stops in front of our boutique, drawing everyone's attention. The doors open, and Lucas steps out, ra
