Phei's eyes narrowed while his hand tightened around the soft curve of her hip beneath the blanket. "What did you do?"
Cassiopeia leaned closer and kissed his cheek, letting her lips linger just long enough to make the evasion irritatingly effective. "You will see."
Phei stared down at the top of her head, already imagining several possibilities, each one wearing Madelyn's face and carrying its own insurance problem. His slave possessed an intolerable amount of confidence whenever she knew something he did not, but he allowed the subject to rest. For the moment.
Once the shopping massacre concluded and Phei paid for enough bags to create temporary employment across several delivery companies, the entire group moved into the mall's entertainment complex and conquered that too.
