Chapter 45. Shopping Gone Wrong

“Do you think we should have tagged him along Alora? He’s never been shopping in a mall before, and I don’t want anything bad to happen to him.”

Alora sighs, “Look at you being a worrywart. Your husband would be fine Farrah. In my opinion, I think you should be worrying about yourself more.”

I frown, confused. “What are you talking about?”

“Those guys over there haven’t stopped looking at you since we entered the store,” Alora explains, directing my attention to a group of guys sitting on a bench outside the store. And she was right.

“Maybe they’re just thinking of a way to snatch our bags and run. I mean, we did buy a lot,” I tell her, gesturing to the shopping bags we had kept by a corner.

“I doubt that. I know that look Farrah and it’s not one of the good looks.”

“Now you’re scaring me. What do you think we should do?”

“We run,” she says picking up our bags.

“But we’ve not bought what we came here to buy,” I ask her, collecting the