#Chapter53
Too much money and not enough sense.
/"That would be an idea./" I smirk, raising a brow.
/"Get rid of what you don’t want./" He pulls a dress from the pile and holds it up to admire it, thrusting it down to pick up lingerie instead, with a smile and a dirty wink.
/"Most of it still has tags, Jake, she should return them./" I snatch the bustier from him and throw it toward my dresser where my lingerie lives. His raised eyebrow is not lost on me and yet, I ignore it, not really wanting Jake to ogle my lingerie.
/"Just give them away, Emma, they’re already paid for./" He shrugs.
/"Jake, there’s thousands of dollars worth of stuff here./" I implore him in frustration, he has no concept of money sometimes.
/"And?/" he says as if to prove my point. I forget that he probably spends more than that on one piece of jewelry for a passing date. He’s always been generous in that way.
