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“He likes to spend big money on you,” Claudia said.

Mia giggled. “He spoils me.”

“Well, I have the perfect addition to this beautiful set.”

She went into the display case and pulled out a necklace just as I walked over.

“Flawless, two-carat diamonds set in eighteen-carat white gold. It pairs perfectly with the set you’re wearing.”

Mia’s eyes twinkled as she looked down at the necklace.

“Can I try it on?”

“Of course.”

Claudia removed the necklace from its display and came around the corner. Mia lifted the braids she wore so she could put it on. When she was done, she grabbed the mirror so Mia could see.

“What do you think?” she asked me, touching the diamonds.

I reached out to finger the necklace. “It’s nice. You want it?”

She gave me a playful grin. “Please?”

“Whatchu gon’ give me for it?”

“Whatever you want.”

I chuckled as I tipped her chin. “Remember that.” I turned back to Claudia. “We’ll take it. No need to box it up. I’m sure she won’t take it off.”

Claudia smiled. “I’ll ring that up for you.”

As she went back around the corner, Mia stood on her toes and kissed my lips.

“Thank you, daddy.”

“You gon’ thank me real good later,” I said, slapping her ass, then giving it a squeeze.”

Claudia rang up our purchase, and I swiped my card like I had several times today. I didn’t mind spoiling my wife. Just like Maceo loved to trick on Shar, I loved to trick on her. It didn’t matter that she made as much money as I did. She’d never have to go in her pockets as long as she was fucking with me and even if she wasn’t.

After hours of shopping, we headed back to the villa to drop off the mass of items Mia got. We chilled for a little bit and changed clothes before going to grab Bleu and heading out for this hiking excursion she talked me into on the ride back. This woman had me around all these people with this big ass dog strapped to my back in a fucking baby carrier. I stood near the back of the group, listening to the guide give instructions; the women nearby were gawking at me.

I mean, I got it. I was a handsome nigga and women loved dogs. They smiled at me, and I turned my head.

“How old is she?” one asked, bold enough to come stand next to me. “She’s so cute, just like her daddy.”

I chuckled. “Ma’am, you’re in danger.”

“I was just giving you and this beautiful baby a compliment, love.” She touched my arm. “My girls and I are here on vacation. We’d love to show you a good time.”

I picked up her hand like it was nasty and dropped it away from me.

“I’m married.”

“She can join.”

My head snapped in her direction. “Not only are you hard of hearing, but you one of them ol’ freaky ass hos, huh?”

She scoffed. “Ho?”