His, Forever ✔️

Chapter 8: Different

I stood with the cart while he walked away, playing with one of my many ear piercings.

He returned 5 minutes later with a different bottle of wine.

"Okay. Lets go," he grabbed the cart.

"And how much is that bottle?" I asked.

"Not sure. Think around $1,000."

I choked on my spit.

"I don't need wine that expensive-"

"It's what Ezra thinks you deserve," he said in a mocking tone. "So shut up."

I rolled my eyes.

Asher paid at the checkout, then carried everything to the car.

I put my phone in between us and told him, "Go here."

He followed the directions on my phone, and I tapped my pocket to make sure my cash was still in there, so it wouldn't be paid for by card.

He parked in front of the building, getting out behind me.

The door 'dinged' as we entered, and the worker smiled behind the counter.

"Hello! What can I get for you today?" she smiled.

I asked bluntly, "Do you have any horse tranquilizer?"

Her eyebrows moved up in surprise, and her lips parted.

"You fucking crazy?" Asher whispered in my ear.

"You want me gone, don't you?" I looked up at him.

He held my gaze for a few moments, until he finally nodded.

"I do have some, actually, however I'm not allowed
to sell it," she shrugged.

I walked my ass up to the cash register, confusion coming onto her face.

I set far more money than I should've down on the counter, trying to mantain a confident apperance.

Her face shifted seeing the amount of money.

I tilted my head, "How about now?"

Her lips pressed together in thought, while I stood there with confidence.

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I buried the tranquilizer down at the bottom of a box, putting multiple shirts over top of it.

"Lilac? Are you ready, my love?" Ezra's voice spoke from the hallway.

I jumped up, kicking the box under my bed one second before he entered my room.

I nodded, "Yes, I'm ready."

"Lilies," he set the bouquet of flowers down onto my vanity.

"You're going to start running out of ideas soon," I told him as I walked closer to him.

He shook his head, "For you, I'd never."

For a split second - and just a split, I felt my heart warm.

"I hope you like where we're going," he said as he set his hand on my lower back.

He opened the car door for me, and carried a basket and white blanket with him which he put in the trunk.

It was only 5, so it was hours from getting dark, and still warm outside.

After a 25 minute drive, we stopped in front of a 'Private Property' sign.

Ezra got out and grabbed the items like he didn't
care about the sign.

"What if they call the cops?" I pointed to the sign.