She fished out the first box, and it was huge. “Okay, I was not expecting this, but after I made all these purchases, they offered me it.”
Inside the box was a bag similar to the one my mother had several versions of.
“Isn’t it the most beautiful Birkin on earth? 35 Bordeaux Shiny Porosus Crocodile Palladium Hardware in cherry red—my signature color!”
“It’s pretty, baby.” I yawned.
“Tuh. Of course it is. It was two hundred thousand.”
My eyes scanned the purse closer. “For that?”
She completely ignored me and continued with her show and tell.
“And look! They had the matching shoes in my size, so Ihadto get them. Plus,”—she swung a sleek, black box into my lap—“I got you this pretty little briefcase. Do you like it?”
So that’s how you spend€400,750.40in under four hours. I’m impressed.
I glanced at the briefcase—Italian leather, clean lines, definitely top-tier—and then at her. “I love it, baby. Thank you.”
She beamed, setting it aside and climbing into my lap, and kissing me with bubbly satisfaction.
“How’d you sleep?” she asked, brushing her nose against mine.
“Like a baby,” I said, arms around her waist. “Thanks to you.”
“You’re welcome,” she said sweetly. Then smirked. “I should spend six figures more often. You’re in such a good mood.”
I looked at her. “I may have created a monster because Iknowyou will spend six figures more often. Lucky for you, you’re pretty.”
“No. Lucky foryou, you’re rich.”
I gave her a soft smack on the ass, “Smart-ass.”
She smirked before jumping up and grabbing her things off the floor to put away.
“You heard about Tyler and Jayda?”
I lay back and put my hands behind my head as I stared up at the ceiling. I knew this was coming sooner or later.
“I did.”
“Did you talk to Tyler?”
“Yes.”
“Did he say anything to you about it?”
“We talked.”
I heard her stop what she was doing. “And?”
I sighed. “And nothing. That’s their business, Sweetness.”
“They’re our friends, Teddy. We can’t just do nothing.”
I scoffed. “The last time I got involved in someone else’s relationship, they ended up filing for divorce. Trust me, baby. Leave it.”
She groaned but didn’t push further.
