SAMANTHA’S POV

Lucas peered at me, "huh? Roosevelt's is the next turn," he said, "What'd you want to get?"

I shrugged, "Girl's stuff,"

"Girl's stuff," he mimicked and chuckled. I grunted and leaned back into the seat. Lucas drove and swerved through the next turn, he halted at the Mall's parking lot.

I opened the car door and wanted to come down when I noticed he was still on his seat, humming to the music. "Aren't you coming along?" I demanded.

He shook his head, "I'm fine right here," he said, "Go on in, I don't want to interfere in your girl's stuff shopping," he said flatly, nodding to the beat of the music.

I grunted and got out of the car. The mall was aloof with lots of cars in the parking lot. I almost ran back to convince Lucas to come with me. I exhaled and gathered courage before entering the mall, not before I turned back to check if Lucas has changed his mind.

The mall was a vast one, with different sections. I quickly pulled out a trolley and started heading towards the intimate care u