The concept feels foreign to me, once again feeling like a movie, but he warned me from the beginning that being with him would be dangerous. I guess this is just a part of that.
“Alright,” I accept.
“Alright,” Nero repeats.
And I’m left wondering how I’ll pass the time. “It’s gonna be weird not working. I’ve had a job since I was fourteen.”
Nero grunts. “I’ll get credit cards with your name on them, but anything you need, just tell me.”
I bite my lip. Living here is one thing. Being handed a credit card, with a limit I’m sure I can’t even imagine… that’s something else.
Nero slaps me on the ass, before rolling away from me and out of bed. “I’m sure you’ll stay busy.”
I follow him off the comfortable mattress, thinking about what I’ll do all day while he’s gone. “Will I need to feed
