OCEANS.
Three hours and one hundred and eight thousand dollars later, I hadn't even scratched the surface of what I was willing to do.
"Oceans." She was slightly breathless trying to keep up with my stride as I led her into the next boutique. "This is already too much. How am I supposed to pay all of this back?"
"You will," I said, without breaking stride.
"I already owe you almost seventy thousand from before..."
"You owed the office seventy thousand." I glanced at her briefly. "What you're accumulating today, you owe me."
She processed that for a second. "That still adds up to an obscene amount of money. How long would I have to work to clear all of it?"
I stopped walking, and she almost walked into me.
I turned and looked down at her, the worry sitting plainly on her face, the w
