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Santana used his black Amex card to pay for Bria's tab in Saks Fifth Avenue, and once the receipt came out he signed his name on it without even checking what the total price came out to. Bria loved that.
To even get the black credit card that he'd just effortlessly used for her mini shopping spree, you have to make more than two million a year in gross income and pay ten thousand dollars a month just to have the card in your pocket.
Every man that she'd ever dealt with had money, but Santana was definitely the richest that she'd been with, by a long shot. And he was so humble about it too, like he wasn't just walking around as one of the richest men in New York.
"You such a calm flexer. That shit sexy as fuck." She told him, watching him grab her bags off of the counter.
"Some light shit." He shrugged, putting her bags into the wagon that was behind them. Every time he took her shopping they had to bring it with them because Bria would shop for hundreds of items like she didn't have enough clothes and shoes at home already.
"Thank you Tana." She pulled his head down to kiss his cheek, then wiped her lip gloss off of his skin.
"You welcome. You done or we goin' somewhere else?" He held her hand, the two of them walking side by side out of the store.
"We can leave. I wanna go get KFC before we go home though." She told him, and he nodded, taking a glance around his surroundings as they headed for the exit.
They made it to his 2022 Ram 1500 TRX truck about ten minutes later, and Bria got inside while he loaded the bags into his backseat. After putting the wagon in the bed of the truck, he got in next to her and they pulled off moments later.
Bria turned her head to look at him since he was unusually quiet, seeing his resting frown as he kept his eyes on the road. She reached over to rub his chin hairs between her fingers, and as always, her hands traveled to rub over his face. She loved touching him.
"You okay baby?" She asked.
"Mhm. Thinking 'bout some business shit I gotta handle later on."
"You leaving later?" Her tone softened, and he glanced over at her, his frown disappearing.
"Don't do that Bria I been wit' you for two days. I'ma only be gone a few hours." He chuckled, his smile growing as he watched her roll her eyes. She took her hand off of his face to grab her phone; her attitude evident.
"Quit being a baby. I ah' be back in three or four hours. That ain't gone hurt you." He glanced at her again, licking over his bottom lip at the sight of her frown.
"Stop lying Santana 'cause whenever you leave to go handle shit I don't usually hear from you 'til the next day. And I ain't gone answer this time so don't even bother calling me." She said without looking up from her phone, leaning her head over to rest on the window.
