I made it!

Thankfully, no one saw me as we crossed the parking lot. I almost breathed a sigh of relief as we entered the store. That was until I realized how populated the store was.

Dozens of eyes fell upon me as the welcoming noise that every automatic door makes to alert a new customer went off. At first, all the people shopping merely glanced in my general direction the way anyone does when someone you don't know enters the store, but once they realized that a beautiful blonde guy was dragging a tall naked man, that is what kept all their attention on me. As eyes widened and jaws hit the floor I crouched my head blushing crimson pretending I wasn't hearing all the astonished whispering that was alerting other oblivious patrons that didn't look up when I entered the store.

"Oh my God! Doesn't this store have a 'no shoes, no shirt, no service' policy?"

"I hope not! I wouldn't mind giving him some 'service' personally."

"He's so tall! Does he really think we wouldn't notice him?"

"A streaker? Should we call the police?"

"Might as well, he clearly has an enormous 'concealed weapon' behind that hand of his. Hehehe!"

"Does a 'noose' count as a concealed weapon? Cause you can wrap that puppy around my neck and strangle me two times over!"

I was now burying my face into Zayne's back. If these women were going to ogle my body I might as well keep them from recognizing me later in case I ran into them again. I nearly toppled poor Zayne over once we came to a sudden halt.

"Excuse me, can we get some service here?" Zayne hollered.