Chastity favored him with a smile. “My, I didn’t know you cared so much,” she said demurely. “But to answer your question, no I am not concerned.”
Jack was curious. “Why not?”
“Simply because we’re going to a mall, and malls don’t have sudden drafts of wind that send skirts fluttering.” Her smile broadened. “And besides, you’ll be there to lend a hand should any jackasses rear their ugly heads.”
Jack flushed scarlet—had his ears deceived him?—and smiled like a fool. “So I will,” he agreed. “You do look cute, though.”
Chastity’s blush was only a light pink. “Why thank you.”

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