We entered the boutique. I feel a little out of place among the luxurious surroundings, but Logan's presence makes me feel more at ease. 

But one thing stands out: we're the only ones in the boutique. I look around, trying to figure out what's wrong. He notices me looking around and smiles at me. 

"What's wrong?" he asks me. 

"I'm p..puzzled," I stutter. 

"I bought the whole floor so no one can interrupt our shopping," he explains.

My eyes widen in shock, I place my hand over my mouth to stifle the scream that threatens to escape. 

I've already done the calculations in my head - if he's willing to...