Page 66 of Daddy Sees Snakes

"You're not wrong. But there's no need to buy me anything, Iris," I hiss, grabbing her wrist.

"Why?"

"Because," I growl, turning her to face me. "I'll never forget you."

"You can't promise that," she whispers.

"Sure, I can."

"I want to get you a nice watch. A special watch. One that reminds you of our time together," she whines as I pay the woman.

"Fine," I sigh, signaling our driver to collect the parcel.

But now, Iris is pouting, her arms crossed.

"You can't just pay for me like that. This is a Christmas present. From me to Rosa," she insists.

"You'll get over it."

"I will not. Take me to a different store," she demands.

"I'm not taking you anywhere," I hiss.

"What are you doing? Let me go."

"No. You're going to sit here, and we're going to spend time together. And that's it," I warn.

"Viper, this isn't fair," she moans.

"Life's not fair, Iris. Now, calm down. I'm taking you to get hot chocolate. How does that sound?" I laugh, awkwardly waving the assistant away.

"Fine," she sighs.

"You can get me a watch for Christmas. But I'm getting you something, too," I hiss, grabbing her arm and leading her through the mall.

"You really don't have to," she protests, but I ignore her as we walk up to a cafe and I order two hot chocolates.

"You're spoiling me." She smiles as I hand her the drink.

"I could do this all day, baby," I promise.

"This is perfect." She sighs, leaning into me.

"A perfect day for a perfect woman."

"Stop. You're going to make me blush."

"And what's wrong with that?"

"Nothing." She giggles. "I'm just not used to being treated like this."

"Well, you'll get used to it. Because I'm going to do this every chance I get," I warn.

"Really?"

"Yes. Really. Now, let's get out of here and get you something," I mutter.

"Nope." She smiles. "You first."

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