"Do you like what you see?" he asked in a husky, amused voice.

"Don't be a narcissist and hurry up," she replied, trying to sound annoyed.

Dante let out a low chuckle.

"Then help me," he said playfully.

Chloe stood and walked toward him, but instead of stopping in front of him, she walked past him into the dressing room. He followed, stopping behind her while Chloe pretended to choose a shirt.

"Choose carefully," he whispered.

She sighed irritably, picked out a black shirt, turned ar