"Hey, Deli."

Michael poked me in the shoulder, and I turned lazily to look at him. "Yeah?"

"You've been looking gloomier since you met Eugenia. What's going on? Were you offended when I offered to buy you an evening wear?"

I had the urge to punch Michael in the head. After returning from Eugenia's boutique, he had the audacity to make such an embarrassing joke.

While Eugenia was picking out a dress for Tracy, Michael had casually suggested that I buy some lingerie. This, of course, had shocked and embarrassed both Eugenia and me.

Evening wear was usually bought by she-wolves who already had mates. And Michael had offered it...