Cassie’s POV
“What’s this?” I tore my glance away from the box and looked into Shawn’s eyes. Obviously, I had an idea of what it could be from the face of it but I was confused as to what was going on here.
“Wouldn’t you like to build your collection?”
Shocked, I rose to my feet, still looking Shawn in the eyes. “Are you for real?”
“I’m sure you heard me.” He responded casually.
“Are you in your right frame of mind?”
“I thought you all like it when your man spend on you. You’ve not even opened it to see what it is before you get mad at me.”
I folded my arms. “You don’t just dump gifts before me every fucking time you feel guilty about the way you’ve treated me. It makes you look like a coward. That also applies to being nice after treating me like shit.”
“I don’t know what you are talking about. I saw the piece and felt it would look good on you, so I got it for you.”
“I don’t want it!!!” I said, not caring if I hurt anyone’s feelings. But what the hell was I supposed to do?
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