Shane frowned, his eyes refusing to look at the sweater in her hand. “I never wear this in winter, especially if it has a high collar.”

“That is a thing of the past. Later, I'm here. You must wear it. Your figure is beautiful, so you look beautiful in anything you wear.”

She took the sweater and placed it around his waist. “This is the first time I buy clothes for a man, do you dare not try them on?”

Although her face was smiling, the second half of her sentence was gritting ...