Chapter 38

Dawson thought, "Where the hell did that third time come from?" He shot Rico a chilly look and said flatly, "If your eyes aren't working, go get them checked." Rico wasn't even a little offended. He grinned and replied, "Damn, you're mean. I love it. Just don't go scaring off your secret crush." Dawson was exasperated. Meanwhile, Autumn could only catch bits of their conversation, so she didn't know exactly what was said. Her first thought was that Dawson clearly had a thing for collecting glassware, especially from this brand. Her second thought was the coincidence of bumping into him. Most people hated running into someone they knew when out shopping alone—Autumn certainly did. Today, Dawson wasn't in his usual formal wear. He wore an all-black athletic outfit with a long black coat—the same brand as the one he'd thrown before, just a different cut. His sharp features were as flawless as ever, and his whole vibe still screamed untouchable. Nonetheless, since they had crossed