Chapter 57
Chapter 57:
This time, we all laughed.
“No, he wants me to be exclusive with him. He also told me to quit my job and that he’d support me fully, so I can focus on my designs p>
Bill actually looked disappointed when I told him no about the foursome, which made Rhys wrap his arm around him and kiss his cheek.
“You’re so going to get cuddled later when we get home. I know you’re going to miss Remy,” Rhys teased. “But hey, we can invite others p>
At that, Bill perked up immediately, and I couldn’t help but laugh.
It had been three blissful weeks since I moved into Leland’s townhouse. A stupid grin spread across my face as I started to enjoy the sugar baby life. I had moved out of my apartment, quit my job at the bakery, and, with Leland’s financial help, I set up my online shop and began working on my jewelry designs. I had sold several pieces since my shop opened last week.
I was happy.
He gave me a room to store all of my clothes and belongings.
The guest room also doubled as my little workspace for jewelry design. At night, I’d sleep in his arms and play the perfect sugar baby, just as we had agreed.
Everything was going well. I was selling a few pieces of my work, and I was proud of what I had accomplished. Even Leland said he liked my creations. I designed him a pair of cufflinks, and he wore them the next morning before heading to work. A warm, fuzzy feeling spread deep inside me.
“I’m bringing dinner, you’re making dessert,” Leland said when he called to tell me he was leaving the office and heading to his favorite Thai restaurant.
“Oh, I think I can think of something for dessert,” I teased, and he laughed, saying he did like the dessert I made the other night. Discover more novels at.net
That was my cue.
The second he ended the call, I jumped onto Pinterest to search for sexy desserts. I made a quick trip to the store to pick up the ingredients. I mostly browsed the pictures, then bought already-made brownies and cake, a few bars of chocolate, and some other sexy fillings. I also grabbed some ice cream and whipped cream to top it all off. I was still debating whether to add bourbon, but I hadn’t quite made up my mind. Simple, sexy baked desserts—extremely sweet ones—were Leland’s favorite.
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The man had a serious sweet tooth, and he would’ve licked the plate clean if I let him.
The reward for making him those treats was always amazing. He acted like a kid on a sugar high, but instead of bouncing off the walls, he’d pound my ass until my legs trembled. Just thinking about what he’d do later made me preen as I shoved the combination of gooey marshmallows and chocolate-filled brownies into the oven.
The melted white chocolate would be poured over the cake once it had cooled. I decided to leave out the bourbon, thinking I’d make him bread pudding with bourbon caramel sauce tomorrow evening.
“Oh god, Remy, these dessert highs you’re giving me are going to ruin my waistline,” Leland complained, though he didn’t stop spooning more of the chocolaty dessert into his mouth.
I chuckled as I put away our dinner leftovers in the fridge, letting Leland enjoy his treat. “It’s just a simple Pinterest-inspired dessert. I didn’t make anything from scratch—it’s all about the combination and the right amount of gooeyness that makes it perfect p>
“God, you’re such a dirty talker,” he teased, making me laugh. I joined him on the sofa after finishing the dishes. Leland was slowly savoring his dessert while scrolling through messages on his phone.
“Is something wrong?” I asked, noticing the slight shift in his expression.