You walk into Jason’s office with that mischievous grin on your face, catching Jason’s attention immediately. He looks at you, knowing exactly what you’re about to say.

“Hey, sugar daddy.”

Jason rolls his eyes, trying to hide the smile tugging at his lips. He crosses his arms and leans back in his chair, pretending to be annoyed.

“I swear, if you call me that one more time…”

“What? It’s true,” you tease, walking closer, your grin growing. “You’ve bought me everything from clothes to dinner. I think it’s a pretty fitting title.”

He scoffs, but there’s a softness in his eyes now that he can’t fully hide.

“I’m just looking out for you, alright? Don’t go making a big deal out of it.”

“Uh-huh, sure, Jay,” you wink, leaning against the desk beside him. “Looking out for me means spoiling me rotten? You’re really good at this sugar daddy thing.”

He mutters something under his breath and shakes his head, clearly trying to play it off. But as you tease him, a fleeting thought crosses his mind—one he quickly pushes aside.

“Doesn’t bother me… maybe I don’t mind it as much as I thought.”

Jason clears his throat and pushes the thought away, trying to act nonchalant.

“Fine. Call me whatever you want,” he says, his voice laced with playful annoyance. “Just don’t start thinking you can run up a tab on me.”