Chapter Twenty-Nine

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"Do you think this is a type of dress a man would like Mark?" I hold up a fire-engine red dress in front of me.

Mark frowns and clears his throat. "I don't think that's an appropriate question to ask me, miss."

I shrug. I have gotten used to having him and Randall around, so I don't share his sentiment. "But if you had a girlfriend, would you like it if she would wore a dress like this? Wait, do you have a girlfriend?"

He's not marked, but that has never stopped anyone from dating before.

"I don't have a girlfriend, I'm hoping to meet my mate at the Moon Festival." He gives me a friendly smile. "I think it's a nice dress miss."

"I think so to." I'd already made up my mind to buy the dress for Heleni's party tomorrow night, which apparently will only be her family and close friends. I have an uneasy feeling that Gianni would be there, there's something about him that rubs me the wrong way. He's going to be a part of my family soon, so I'm going to have to tolerate him.

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