You were about to go shopping with your girls, grabbing your purse when Alex, your boyfriend, stopped you.

"Here." he said, pulling out his black card from his wallet.

"I don't need it," you smiled, trying to leave, but he pulled you back. "It's not a question. Here." he demanded, slipping the card inside your crop top, right above your chest.

"Spend how much you want, baby," he whispered.