Page 60 of Make Us Yours
Me
Well, the feeling would be very, VERY mutual.
Me
We’d be lost here without you, Kitten.
Kitten
Good.
I set my phone down on the side table as Gabe gets up to get us two morebeers. When he gets back, I take a few gulps and refocus on the TV. Five minutes later, a notification comes through, and I tilt my screen to read it with my beer bottle to my lips. I instantly choke on my sip when I notice it’s a purchase alert on my credit card… at a lingerie store.
What the hell? Last I checked, Veronica still has my card. Maybe she lost it?
“You good?” Gabe eyes me curiously.
I clear my throat and hit my chest a few times while sitting up and setting down my beer. “Yeah.”
I quickly return to my text exchange with Veronica and shoot one off.
Me
Do you still have my credit card?
Her response comes in immediately.
Kitten
Um, I should. Let me check.
Kitten
Yup, still got it.
She follows that message with a picture of it in her wallet.
Hm, so my naughty little Kitten was out buying lingerie and probably used my card without realizing it. I wonder why she felt she needed lingerie and who she intends to wear it for.
Kitten
Why?
Me
No reason. Just curious.
Kitten
Oh, okay. Well, it’s still safe with me.
I try to forget about what I just witnessed as Gabe starts talking to me about the hat-trick Ford made during the game, but my mind keeps drifting back to Veronica as I picture her wearing whatever sexy outfit she just bought.
Suddenly, another notification comes through. I quickly grab my phone, eyes bulging wide as I see this new purchase was made at a sex shop.What the hell is shedoing?!I try to control my breathing and stop my heart from racing as I tell myself it’s nothing, that she’s allowed to treat herself. But when another one comes in for over five hundred dollars at a different sex shop, I find myself choking on my beer all over again.
“Jesus, what the hell is going on with you?” Gabe slaps my back a few times.
I take deep breaths, clearing my throat a few times until it’s safe to speak, and turn my phone over to him. “It seems our girl is going on a little shopping spree.”
