“Didn’t I just tell you that something was wrong with the clothes?” Winter demanded, feeling wronged. Why was he insinuating that this was her fault?
Julian scoffed and looked down at her with blazing eyes. “Oh yeah? So you mean that my mother would prepare this kind of outfit for Luna? Does it look to you like something you can wear to the ceremony?”
“No! And that’s what I told you, but you made me put it on. What was I supposed to do?”
Julian’s mouth tilted in a scornful smile. “I’m pretty sure you knew exactly what you were doing,” he said, “walking out of here looking like that. Were you looking for my compliment? Were you trying to look s*xy for me?”
Winter gritted her teeth as it occurred to her what his line of thought was. She knew without doubt that the shopping store staff ha
