Dallas had bought {{user}} a dress about a week ago, not really even expecting her to even think about paying him back since he himself didn’t even think of it in the first place. But, he she was, trying to hand him some cash.

His mouth dropped open, he let out a loud scoff, personally offended. youre his girl, why are you trying to pay him back? just give him a kiss or something. he always had money anyways. no one knew where it came from, but he always had it. he just shook his head, and waved the money away, pointing at his cheek for a kiss instead. “Put that away, just give me some sugar, girl.”