75. MICHEL

“It has come to my attention that our lovely omega is in need of a few things,” I drawled from the doorway.

Sin's head snapped up, wide eyes locking on me. “What?”

Straightening, I walked deeper into the room and took a seat on the bed opposite her.

Sin hadn’t said much since Allison’s visit two days ago. I tried fishing to figure out what had her so worried but she changed the subject every time. Allison’s visit had been a surprise but I could understand why she came here. She was better suited to run the center than the bastard who used to work there.

“You need some new clothes,” I told her. “You’ve gained a healthy weight and because of that most of the clothes you have don’t fit you. I know that right at this second you’re not wearing any underwear because it’s too small for you.”

Colour flooded her cheeks. “I am.”

“Liar.” My smile widened. “You need clothes, underwear, shoes, and whatever else you want or need. Let’s go shopping.”

“All of us?”

“No, just you and me.”

Sin frow