His Stripper by Rose Darcy & Starling Isabella

Author:Rose, Darcy & Starling, Isabella
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bleeding Heart Press
Published: 2021-07-27T16:00:00+00:00

11

Hazel

We haven’t talked about what we did last night, and I have no idea how to bring it up. I do know I want to do it again and do more, but what if he doesn’t? What if last night was a one-time thing?

I can tell Myles feels bad about being so rough with me last night. All morning he is acting like I’m made of glass, almost babying me. A part of me likes this side of him, but the other part of me just wants to cheer him up.

“I was wondering if we could go get some groceries so I can cook something tonight? I’m a great cook!” I blurt out, excited by my own idea.

“I like the idea of you staying here more each minute. Let’s go shopping.”

It is then that I realize; I don’t just like staying here, I love it, probably more than I should. For the first time in my life, I actually feel wanted. There is a small voice in the back of my mind telling me that I shouldn’t get used to this because if life has taught me one thing, it’s to never get too happy. The next tragedy is always around the corner.

Before I know it, we’re getting in the car and driving to the grocery store. It’s a place I’ve never been to, but I notice right away that this is much fancier than the discount food store I’m used to. All the fruits and vegetables look so fresh, my mouth waters. I want to pile everything into the cart, but I remind myself that I’m not the person with the money.

“Um, so how much money do you want me to spend on like one meal? I can get these potatoes and make enough for a side dish that lasts us three days, at least.”

“What the hell are you talking about?” Myles asks like he genuinely doesn’t understand.

“You know, like a budget?”

“Hazel, I don’t give a fuck how much you spend on food. It’s food. We need it.”

Sometimes I forget that Myles doesn’t know what it feels like to go without. He must have always had money. He has no idea how to cut coupons and turn a pack of ramen noodles into a gourmet meal.

“Never mind.” I smile at him. “I’ll get enough to make us a meal every day of the week.”

“That sounds good to me.”

We walk through the entire grocery store, and for the first time in my life, I put food into the cart without worrying if I have the money to pay for it. It’s almost like a dream, a perfect, wonderful dream. That is, until we get to the register.

A young guy was already putting his items on the conveyor belt, but when he sees us coming, he quickly grabs his stuff and scurries away. “You can have this one,” he murmurs without making eye contact.

Well, that was odd.

It only gets weirder when we add our stuff to the conveyor belt, and the cashier scans our groceries with shaking hands.

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