Page 55 of Falcon

“What?”

“Because we wear property cuts, we sleep with every guy in the club, according to Jess,” Oakley hissed.

“God, I hate judgmental cunts,” Demi chipped in.

“Wow. Okay,” Myka muttered as we kept her encircled amongst us. Trailing behind were four prospects: Leo, Elijah, Liam, and Felix. Neither seemed pleased to be here, and it tickled me. Prospects hated old lady duty. We reached Moon Showers and entered the store, still gossiping loudly.

Natalie glanced up and beamed. “Hey, how are you today?”

“We’re here to shop!” I stated, and Natalie laughed.

“I’ve only just restocked from your last spree! Be my guest!” Natalie spread her arms wide and smiled. She’d soon regret that—we were in a serious shopping mood.

Myka

Holy crap. I sat wide-eyed as the old ladies went nuts. They were crazy. I envied them for how they picked items up and never once viewed the price. It must be nice to do that—not to have to worry about money. I couldn’t remember a time when I hadn’t had worries. Even before Dawson, money had been a struggle.

“Why aren’t you buying anything?” Rosie stopped and asked.

Embarrassed, I blushed red, and understanding lit Rosie’s eyes. “Honey, Falcon gave me his card so you could have a splurge.”

“I know.”

“So, why aren’t you shopping?”

“Because it’s his money, not mine.” I shook my head, my embarrassment deepening.

Rosie didn’t bother arguing, yanked out her cell, and dialled a number. “Falcon. Myka isn’t behaving.”

“Hey!” I shouted.

“Nope and nope… okay.”

Rosie hit the screen and turned the phone to me.

“Myka, if you fail to spend at least one thousand today, there’s going to be a problem,” Falcon warned.

“Falcon, I don’t have that money!” I stated.

“Remember riding on the back of my bike? Spend,” Falcon ordered.

“No!” I couldn’t take his money.

“Rosie, if she doesn’t, then you buy for Myka. And if Myka ends up with crap she dislikes, tough luck,” Falcon said.

“Falcon!” I shrieked as Rosie grinned.

“What?”

“Look, I can’t spend your money; you worked hard for that,” I argued.

“Yeah, to look after my woman. Enjoy yourself, babe, because I suspect that nobody has indulged you for a long time. Pick what you want or run the risk of having shit you don’t like!” Falcon cut the call as I gaped at the phone.

Rosie smirked, dumped a basket in my lap, and began chucking items in.

“Wait!” I exclaimed, and she paused. “I don’t like this scent,” I said, resigned and handed her a bottle back.

In the end, I spent five hundred and refused any further purchases. Rosie viewed that as a success. As we left, the women were gossiping happily. I was stunned. Natalie earned a small fortune today, and the old ladies stopped before Jess’s window and waved their multitude of bags. Liam and Felix took several loads back to various cars while Leo and Elijah had stayed with the group.