Asher flips him off in response before he digs into his wallet and hands me a black card. I furrow my brows before grabbing it. The name Skyla Putnam is printed across the front. I look up at him and smirk. “Just couldn’t help yourself?” I tease. “You’re my wife; it’s my responsibility to take care of you.” “Yeah?” I ask. He nods as he closes the distance between us. His thumb and forefinger grip my chin, forcing my face to meet his as he places a quick peck against my lips. “And I like it.” “What a coincidence, I like spending your money, too!” Liam says. “Any chance you got a black card in
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