"I'm not sending my expenses to you like a little girl asking daddy for her allowance," Leyla responded bluntly. He had better hope that breaking that curse didn't involve her liking him in any facet, because every time she began to think he was tolerable, he pulled s**t like this. Isaac came back just then, handing her a small air scanner, which she clipped to her belt with a quick nod at him. The scanner had cost all of the cash she had on her.
"If you'll excuse me, boss, I'm going out." Apparently, she had to find a job. If that was time that he would rather have her working on his problems, he would have to deal with it.
This was just the newest way that he was establishing that he wanted to be in control, no matter how many times he pretended otherwise.