"Oh my, look at me, still chatting at the entrance like we're old neighbors catching up over tea." June's laugh was bright, elegant, and genuinely amused.
She waved a hand in front of her face in a mock scold.
"I completely forgot I'm supposed to host you two, not interrogate you. I just got so excited seeing Kafka again...and with another absolutely beautiful lady on his arm."
She turned her gaze toward Olivia, a gleam of both mischief and admiration in her eyes.
"You must be here to buy some underwear, yes? I mean, obviously." She chuckled softly. "This is a lingerie shop, after all."
Kafka gave a lighthearted shrug. "Of course it's for her. What kind of man would I be if I dragged her into a lace-covered temple and bought panties for myself?" He grinned. "Pretty sure I'd get labeled a freak before the checkout."
June burst into laughter, then turned her full attention to Olivia again, this time with her eyes narrowing in study.
