I wasn’t going to be paying rent because Asher wouldn’t allow it, and I was getting a lot of projects.
Yeah, I knew that Asher was going to be paying for a lot of repairs on my mother’s house, but I still wanted to do what I could for her.
If I was lucky, it wouldn’t be long before I was making the money I’d been making before my career had halted three years ago.
Those paychecks had paid all of the bills, because Jordan had never been able to maintain a job.
And we’d lived in Houston, which was more expensive than Billings.
I’d texted Reese and asked her if she wanted to shop after she finished in her office in Billings.
She’d had a short day, so she’d left work early so we could hit some stores.
I’d really needed help because I’d had no idea where to get nice clothing here.
Asher had things to do for his meeting in Austin, so he hadn’t minded at all that I’d left without him.
He’d handed me his credit card and told me to buy anything I wanted or needed.
I’d balked, but he’d insisted, so I’d just taken the card even though I didn’t plan on using it.
“Get all of them,” Reese encouraged.
I chewed on my bottom lip. “I really can’t afford to do that. This is so hard because I want to look nice when I’m with Asher, but I don’t have a lot of clothes. He’s taking me out to dinner in Austin, and I know it’s going to be a nice place. I have clothing for my basic life needs, but I don’t have clothes to be dating a billionaire. These are quality dresses, but they aren’t cheap.”
Reese had brought me to a nice department store, so the clothing was more than I usually paid for dresses.
They were all more than worth the money, but my bank account wasn’t quite up to department store prices yet.
“They’re all sexy,” Reese said as she put her hands on her hips. “Sierra, you’re never going to convince me that you’re shopping and Asher didn’t give you a card to pay for everything you want or need. He’s a Remington. They like to buy things for their women.”
I sighed. “He did. I’m sure it has some unreal credit limit, but I can’t spend his money, Reese.”
“Oh, yes, you can,” she informed me. “Do you want to make Asher happy?”
I nodded. “Of course.”
“Then spent his money,” she advised. “Maybe you haven’t figured this out yet, but the Remingtons love to take care of their women. Knowing they can provide you with things you want and need makes them happy. If you get a new wardrobe, he’d be ecstatic. Seriously.”
I eyed her dubiously. “Do you really think it makes him that happy? I know he wants to give me things.”
She nodded. “I know it feels weird to get a ton of gifts, but our men are billionaires, with an endless amount of funds. They don’t have to consider a budget like most normal people. It makes them feel good to provide. It isn’t just for their women, either. They’re generous with everyone they know. I’m sure Asher is involved in a lot of the same projects, fundraisers, and charities as the rest of the guys. They give because they can. It’s part of their nature.”
“Do you think it hurts his feelings when I refuse something?” I asked curiously.
Honestly, that thought had never crossed my mind.
When it came to money, Asher and I had such different experiences.
Reese shrugged. “I’m sure it doesn’t make him happy, but I think he probably understands that you’ve spent your life on a budget. I know I did, and it took me a while to stop fighting Devon about money. It’s hard to let go of old habits. Let him do some things for you, Sierra. You wouldn’t need the dresses if you weren’t dating him. Let him pay for nice clothing. It will put a smile on his face and the money means nothing to him.”
I was really torn.
I wanted to go to nice places with him, but I couldn’t do it in the clothing I had now.
I let out a deep breath. “I guess I could let him buy a few things. I don’t have anything to wear on our trip and I just can’t afford these dresses yet.”
Reese rolled her eyes and took out her phone.
