Alina's Pov
“Alina?”
“Nathan?” I was shocked to see him here.
“Surprised, aren't you?” He gave a cheeky smile.
“Can't blame me, can you? I mean, a man like yourself doesn't suit in a girly aesthetic shop like this. Which makes me think, what are you doing here?”
“Oh, I just came to get mom some stuff. She has a thing for-” he examined the shop shortly before continuing, “-aesthetic things like these. Just wanted to surprise her with some cute stuff. Would you mind suggesting anything?”
“I'm sure you'd know your mother better than me, if you already know she likes aesthetic stuff like such,” I scoffed.
“Touchè,” he smirked as I continued with checking out my things. “A man can only try getting the attention of a beautiful woman like you.” I felt his presence close as I entered the pin for Theodore's credit card.