After that, Jay and I spent a really happy time together. Every time I came to request him, I'd spend tens of thousands. Gradually, everyone there knew I was his wealthy woman. His coworkers would call him "Jay" whenever they saw him. Sometimes, when they saw me, they'd tease me and call me "boss lady."
I was drowning in this fake thrill I'd built up, and I couldn't stop. Sometimes, I'd catch myself staring at Jay, lost in thought. After a while, Jay would lean in and say, "Babe, why are you always staring at me?"
Yeah, he started calling me babe. I guess things between us were changing.
"Because you're hot." I propped my chin on my hand and looked at him, almost mesmerized.
"So you like my face more than me, huh." He sighed, looking a little hurt. "I'm worried that one day you'll get
