“Well, I didn’t know you were gonna upstage me with this.” Sabrina touches the diamonds at her throat. “That’s how it should be. I’d be ashamed if you gave me a better gift.” “What if I want to give you the better gift?” “Then you should date Andrei. He’d love a sugar mama.” Sabrina snorts, but she’s shaking her head at me, mildly annoyed. “But what if I—” I silence her with my mouth. “You are the gift, Sabrina. You’re what I want.”
