I twist around. I was so focused on my thoughts that I never even noticed Rafe coming up behind me in the reflection of the mirror.

"No," I say quickly. "I can't let you - "

"It's already done," he replies, handing his credit card to the salesgirl. Short of lunging after her and knocking it out of her hand, I can't stop him.

"I can't let you pay for this," I tell him.

"Why not? I was the one who invited you to the party at the last minute. ...