EroticReverie

Lyla Law

Clearly he has a job. He might not need one. But he has a job. Because when I wake up , Ezra is gone and there’s a black Amex on the bed with a note. 

“Spoil yourself for me. I’ll be home around seven. Added my number to your phone. Call me when you miss me.” 

I smile like an idiot. Picking up my phone and going to my contacts. 

“What the hell?” I say out loud as I look at my contacts. My mother and father’s numbers. My primary care doctor. My dentist. My obgyn. And Ezra. That’s it. 

I call him. 

“Hello baby” he answers. 

“Ezra. Did you delete all my contacts?” I ask.

“No” he says and I wait. “I deleted most of them though. The only ones you need are there.” 

“Ezra!” I scold him. 

“Yes baby?” He replies. 

“You can’t just do that!” I screech. 

“But I did. So, yes I can.” He says. 

“So I can’t have friends?” I ask. 

“You don’t need them. You have me.” He says. 

“Ezra.” I huff. 

“We’ll discuss possibly adding some of them back. As long as I approve of them.” He says. 

“Youre joking” I say. 

“No, I’m not actually. So you called for the contacts ? NOT because you missed me?” He asks. 

“Well I WAS calling for that. But now I’m not sure I fucking miss you at all” 

“Careful sweetheart. Be real fucking careful now.” He warns. 

“Bubbles and Squirt are ready to take you shopping whenever you choose to get your beautiful ass out of bed.” He says. 

“What?” I ask. He sighs. 

“Okay, yes I heard you, but what do you mean they’re taking me shopping?” I ask. 

“……..I’m not sure how you’d like to otherwise explain that for you Lyla.” He says. 

“WHY are they taking me shopping?” I ask. 

“Because I told them to.” He says and I roll my eyes. 

“Youre exhausting” I groan. 

“Youre mine now. My special little whore.” He says and I suck my teeth. 

“So that means you don’t go anywhere without me….and Bubbles and Squirt are with you when I’m not.” He says. 

“I don’t need two rent a cops following me around to shop.” I say. 

“Call them that to their face.” He says. 

“Maybe I fuckjng will” I retort. 

“Spicy little brat . Go eat something. You’re a bitch in the morning.” He says and I growl into the phone. 

“Youre gonna regret giving me this card by the way.” I say. 

“Hmm, will I?” He asks. 

“Yup.” I pop the word and crawl out of bed. 

“How much is on it?” I ask and he laughs. 

“Have a good day shopping sweetheart.” He says. 

“How much?” I ask again. 

“I’ve got to go , be a good girl today.” He says and hangs up the phone. When I call back it goes straight to voicemail and I growl. 

——

Sure enough when I shower and get ready to leave. Bubbles and Squirt are there waiting outside the door. 

I roll my eyes. 

“And if I asked you NOT to come?” I look at Bubbles.  Then at Squirt. Both of them silent. I roll my eyes. 

“Did you fools eat yet? I’m starving.” I say as I walk to the elevator. 

Part of me wants to go to Penny’s. Just, to see if she’s come to her senses at all. But I’m not in the mood to be disappointed. So I hit the floor for the lobby. But then Bubbles hits the basement floor. 

“Car is parked and waiting Miss Law.” Bubbles says. 

“Ew. Do not call me that. You stepped on my wrists while I got fucked. We’re on a first name basis big guy.” I say and see Squirt shift. And my eyes go to him. 

“You too. Squirt.” I say and Bubbles makes a sound and I look over. I’m Smirking as I see him wipe a grin of his scary face. 

——

We go to eat. Well, I do. They don’t order a damn thing. Just sit there. Standing by the little table at the cafe like I’m fucking royalty. People stare at them. At me. But I ignore it. 

“Scared yet?” I ask Ezra through a text. 

“Of what baby?” He replies. 

“Your bank account.” I reply as I sign the papers for my new car. 

“I approved the sale with the card company and dealership ten minutes ago.” He types. 

“Might buy two.” I reply.

“Go for it baby.”  He says and I growl. I look at Bubbles and Squirt. 

“Do you two need a new car?” I ask and they shake their heads. 

“Too bad.” I growl. “Pick one.”

They do NOT Pick one.  And the fact that Ezra didn’t bat an eye at the thirty thousand dollar car I paid for outright. Has me realizing , I’m probably not even close to making him sweat. 

It’s my mission to put a fucking dent in his bank account. 

“Let’s go.” I say to Bubbles and Squirt. 

I spend all damn day. Making sure to make his wallet hurt.