Page 145 of Theirs to Ruin

“He helped you drag me out of there, Camille,” he said. “For all we know, you two saved my life. The guy’s about to get some serious gratitude, and gelato and painting at least point me in the right direction.”

I laughed, delighted that that’s what the questions had been about. “And me?” I teased. “Will I get some gratitude, too?”

Kage's eyes darkened with intensity. “Rebel, you have no idea.”

At the look in his eyes, I stiffened. “Seriously, Kage, don’t spend money on me.”

“That’s not your call.”

“Fine, but nothing over three figures.”

He smirked and shook his head. “You’re adorable.”

I narrowed my eyes. “No more jewelry. Or—or—” My mind struggled to think of the most expensive things he could possibly buy me. Hell, he’d bought a freaking Range Rover just to pick me up from the hospital and sent a Lambo to drive me to Casino Night.

That was it!

“No cars, Kage.”

Bingo. His eyes flickered.

“I’m not kidding, Kage. You’re not buying me a car.”

He cocked a brow. “I’m not?”

“If you buy me a car, I’m never giving you another blow job.”

He laughed. “Like I said, adorable.”

Panic was starting to close in on me. It wasn’t so much the money he’d spend because I knew he had plenty to spare; it was the idea that the gift would be so personal. He’d known the second I’d slipped into his Bugatti that I loved fast cars. And after that, he’d slipped under my skin in a way there’d be no getting him out.

“Please, Kage,” I said, my voice pleading. “Don’t buy me a car?”

He frowned. “Give me a good reason.”

My eyes bugged. “How about we haven’t even had actual sex yet!”

“So once I sink my cock into your pussy, I can buy you a car?”

“No.

“So when in our relationship can I buy you one?”

“We don’t have a relationship. We’re temporary, remember?”

“So when in ourtemporaryrelationship can I buy you one?”

He was making me mad now. Didn’t he get that showing me he could make all my dreams come true was cruel when he’d soon be removing himself from the picture?

“When you take the temporary equation out and ask me to marry you, okay?” I snapped. “Then you can buy me a fancy car.”

He went silent. I took in a deep breath, relieved I’d managed to get through to him. Was it possible to feel both smug and shattered at the same time? Because that’s how I felt.

Kage just nodded. “Okay, I won’t buy you a car.”

“Good. Don’t buy me anything over four figures while you’re at it, either, okay?”

He snorted. “Sorry, Rebel, you got all you’re getting out of me as far as gifts go.”

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