Even the owner appeared somewhat abashed.

Edwin nonchalantly remarked, "Keep it. We're not too concerned about the two thousand dollars. Doing business isn't easy for you anyway."

The owner couldn't hide his emotions.

The customer was not only generous but also possessed a handsome charm, complemented by his affectionate demeanor.

At times like that, he almost wished he were a woman.

As they exited the store, Laura displayed a genuine affection for the comb, scrutinizing it beneath the soft glow of the streetlights.

Delicate snowflakes danced through the night sky.

Her silhouette exuded elegance and beauty, her countenance radiating an ineffable gentleness.

Edwin struggled to articulate the fluttering sensation within his heart; that form of affection was entirely novel to him. Overflowing with fondness, he gently touched her hair.

“A simple comb brought you such happiness, huh?"

Laura murmured softly, “I'll transfer the money to you later."

Edwin remained silent.

She gazed up into his profound eyes and took an instinctive step backward.

Edwin advanced, gently ushering her into a secluded corner.

They stood adjacent to a brilliantly illuminated and bustling alley.

They occupied a dim and secluded nook, shielded from view unless they were to cause quite a commotion. The notion sparked an electric charge in the air surrounding them.

Edwin comprehended that it wasn't the opportune moment.

Uncertain of Laura's receptivity, he nevertheless yearned for her, eager to affirm her place by his side.

He embraced her, planting a tender, slightly urgent kiss upon her lips.

"There's still over a thousand in cash in my wallet!"