As soon as he turned, Gavin reached for the check with one hand and his wallet with the other. “I have this, precious,” I said, reaching for the check. He glanced up at me, looking so confused. “But I always pay. That’s just the way it works.” “That’s the way what works, precious?” “The way it works with all my friends, and all my dates, and well, with everybody. I just always pay.” “Well, when you’re with me, you don’t pay. Period. Do you hear me? Daddy pays. Always. That isn’t up for debate.”
